God only knows what I dreamt of last night but I woke up singing bloody Fluffy Pup in my head (you know the one..."You can cook, You can f*ck, You can do the washing up,Now I've had enough, Go on F*ck Off, Get Stuffed". ) And I didn't think I was feeling that homesick anymore!
But enough of that, heres a pic from New Years Eve. I was Classic Catherine, got plenty drunk, fell over and remember little. Oh well, I don't have to grow up until tomorrow.
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