Friday at Raffles were crazy. As always. We got out 3 bottles of booze, danced on the pole, met loads of new people (that was probably just me), hugged a lot (people hadnt understood that im actually working for another month) and had a really good time.
I got Tom to dance on the pole. Mission accomplished.
By 2.30 I was so tired Kix put me on the bus (fancy) and we went home. I think that might have saved me.
Me on the pole. Thinking Im owning again. I so was.
The monster and the Trollstedts. Winning!