I was round Krazy K’s last night.

“Do you remember that *thing* you were saying about your eyes….” she said, waving her arms in her embarrassed manner. The way she does when she alludes to anything related to sex.

Oh god.

I know where this is heading.

“What thing was I saying?”

“You know, about your eyes, changing colour…”

*groans* “Yes, I can imagine what I was saying. I do sort of now remember having that conversation. Oh god. I can’t remember who with…”

She started laughing.

“It was Smithy! I can’t believe you told him your eyes change colour when you have sex.”

I sat with head in my hands.

“I can’t believe it either.”

Smithy - not exactly the sexpot of our office.

The only possible saving grace is he had been in the pub since lunch time, and was quite possibly more drunk than I was, and so has forgotten.

And I had to speak to him about work today, and all I could think of was, “Please god, don’t remember, don’t remember.” I spoke to him Tuesday too, and that was fine because I was completely oblivious of the Friday night conversation.

I wish I still was.

LELI went back home for the weekend, and was back in the office today. I sent him an email (work, honest) before he swtiched off his ‘out of office’ message.

I am currently out of the office until the 3rd of July 2007. Your e-mail is the first one I will read on my return,promise.However for any urgent communication please contact Big Boss or Underling.

Regards,
LELI

Apparently he had 130 unread emails, so how he managed to keep his promise I don’t know!

He’s also very excited, because he’s bought a blender.

I am getting far too old, when (a) I have friends who get excited at buying a blender, and (b) I am just as excited for them, as I use mine all the time!

It seems there was even more to Friday night, although it wasn’t nearly as embarrassing as for some people.

Text conversation on Saturday afternoon -

L - Hi Woman. What time did you go last night? I was so drunk. Did you come to town? I don’t even remember the taxi ride there.

Me - No idea of the time, but i didn’t go into town. Spent the whole taxi ride home hoping i wouldn’t vomit in the car. I didn’t, but did when I got home!

L - Were you there when JR and me started snogging? Can’t remember how it happened so just trying to figure out who saw.

Me - Ooh! I don’t remember you snogging him, but I do now remember you and him walking very close, holding hands? Lucky you!

L - Oh god. So gonna get stick on monday. Fun though.

Me - I’ll bet, but so what? He is *very* cute, so all the women will be jealous.

Also, on seeing L on Monday, she handed over £20.

“What’s this for?”

“If you give me £5 back, then that’s the £15 I owe you for the wine.”

“What wine?”

“You bought a bottle of wine for me when it was my round, because I had no money.”

“No I didn’t.”

“Yes you did.”

“No, it was S who bought the bottle of wine…” I look at S to back me up. She smiled.

“Yes, I bought a bottle of wine, and when we drank that, you bought another one.”

Oh god, no wonder I was so drunk. I must have had at least two bottles of wine. And no food apart from a packet of crisps, because for some reason the kitchen was shut (I am sure they told me why, but I can’t remember).

Saturday was a complete wash-out, I barely moved out of bed, and didn’t set foot outside the house.