22 Today

Yes, its the day after the summer soltice and hence my birthday (whoah, check out the bold). I must be some kinda hippy wild child, or maybe not. Anyhoo, it was another eventful day at work in the post-potter frenzy. Much comedy was had though with other colleagues who were all in kkkkerazy-giddy-kipper moods. After doing five days in a row my feet are killing, so much so that I actually soaked them in the bath tonight. I thought ‘soaking your feet’ was something old women did after going to the bingo or something, it was quite nice really. I really feel I should do something to celebrate tonight but I was at Kev’s fantastico cutty party last night so, hrm.