Definitely the coolest number close ever

So yesterday started pretty average... and finished pretty average. One highlight of my day was in Waterstones when I was browsing the biography section and looking for unsuspecting HBs to pounce on. There was this postman whom I noticed because, well, he had all his posty stuff on and I saw, him, and The Game in view. He already had in his hand a book when he was looking up at Strauss'. A cheeky smile came over my face for some reason, and I wondered if he was going to pick it up. Then he did. And he started reading random pages. He seemed quite interested indeed. Me being selfish and all, really wanted him to put it back.

It was rather funny watching him decide if he should get it or not. Then the definitive moment came. And passed. And only I know if there is another soldier joining cupid's army. To be continued...

Just kidding, he put it back. What a shame.

When I got back to my flat I royally passed out. Awoken 4 hours later with an invitation to a party. Which by the way is my preferrable alarm clock. Then once I arrived there, all the party go-ers had dispersed into town, and I followed suit. The sheep that I am.

From there I got wrecked. Fucking manged. And started dancing because it was too loud for me to game anyone with my beautiful voice.

Anyway, now to the reason this post even exists. The coolest number close of my life. It was that part of the night when everyone gets kicked out of the clubs, because we have shitty licensing laws in Britain. We were walking to try and find a bus, as taxis are expensive for us students, and people in general though they are good...actually, pretty damn good the more I think about it. Hold on...they are SOOO fucking good!! This hot chick was walking next to us, and me being both fearless and classy ran up to her, and started delivering kidney jabs in jest. Although I did want to kick the shit out of her. Really. I am like that.

Surprisingly she found it funny. And me funny. Thank fuck for that I say. I can't remember any of the short conversation we had. But it was very short. Two seconds later we were jumping on a bus and I asked her for her number before I would leave her forever and she obliged.

Been speaking to her today, and it seems to be going well. If anything it is nice practice for my phone game. Which to let you in on a secret, is mega shit.

I will keep you updated.