I was about to unbutton his pants and then realised that he was wearing an elasticated waistband. So, no, that didn't happen.

Exhibition today, drinks at Jagz this evening and managed to get my hair done (finally). Have three cats on my bed and Breaking Dawn to read.

I'm in the mood for resolving issues and clearing the air. All over cliches. I could really do with the drive west on saturday, three hours of scenary and music to clear my mind, not like driving to cardiff, that was traumatic. I still wish you were the person I initially thought you were. I didn't want this to happen.

This weekend is going to be such a huge test of my willpower.