~ Tired Bitches ~

I guess that they are right when they say that what goes up, must come down. For as fabulous and wicked as the holidays and parties may be, somewhere along the way you have to work for it. Or to put it in the words on the instrutor of the New York City Fame Accademy in the hit 80s television series, "Fame Costs, and heres where you start to pay in Sweat".

I swear the weekends fly by at double the speed of the week.

Having spent a tough week with two clients in both London and mainly Manchester I arrived home rather shattered friday. The First Class Virgin Train Service from Mancester Piccadilly is rather good though. Newpapers, a meal at your seat and tons of free booze! Definitely the way to go! And a bargain provided that you book in advance. So I was also a little bit fluffy when my taxi pulled me into the driveway on Friday evening.

Saturday I had promised fellow Gaydar Radio Ambassador Jamie (J-Woo) that we'd do something. The "We'd do something" ended up us going to Action. Well his only 22 and had never been to what I call a Real Club before. And so I got us guest list and off we went.

It was fun, but I was burnt out and really didnt stay long - I guess that all Work and No Play really does make Jack a dull boy - I dont wanna be Jack? Im sure Jill was happier! Maybe i'm just getting old? It could be in the stars, after all, tomorrow is Halloween!

On the bright side - Only One Month and a Day till my next Trip. 5 Days in South Beach Miami (Lucky Bitches) or as Mikey and I want to called it - Souf London Action Girls Society - South Beach - S.L.A.G.S.S.B