DRUNK HYMEN

Had a musicaltastic last week - ventured to see Starlight Express twice with David and the second time we took Cameron and Jon. The roller skating musical was wonderful and I was happily getting into all the songs - very Lloyd Webber. Cameron had befriended one of the cast a few weeks ago and David took the torch and ran with it as he met a few of the cast last week and almost ended up at a party with all the luvvies on Saturday night - it was fabulous to see and also fabulous to see David so excited. Musicals are like a wet dream to him. I dread to think what he'll be like when he sees Miss Idina Menzel in Wicked in November when we head to London although I imagine I will scream like a banshee aswell - I better take a change of knickers, just in case I pee myself with excitement!

On Sunday, Kylie did her comeback interview and a few tears were shed amongst all the champagne and vodka that I drank. And then Jon snagged some Kylie Mingoue tickets on Friday aswell so that's another excuse to head down for a jaunt and spend New Year in the capital - I've never been to London at Hogmanay so I guess that's another treat in store.

And... I thought my luck was in and out last Sunday when I had a gentleman caller. I woke up on Sunday morning with my buzzer going. I switched it off and went to bed again but then about ten minutes later my front door went. I thought it was a bit strange so stayed in bed paralyzed with fear. Well not quite but I did come out in a cold sweat slightly. So I tip toed my pins out into the hall and peeked through the spyhole to see a man lying outside my flat. Well what was I supposed to do? Wake him up? Suck him off? Call the police? No - I called Jon and he said he'd come round which he did, as he turned up, I opened my door and spoke softly to the man to wake up. He was pissed to all hell as the smell of booze wouldn't have been out of place in a distillery. Anyway, he rolled over a bit and some change fell out his pocket, I told Jon to pick it up and I pocketed it up - I felt like Elizabeth Mapp taking advantage of a situation but only for a minute and we managed to get him up and out with possibly no bearings whatsoever. If I hadn't heard my neighbour I think I may have tried to shake his dick to wake him up - it's been a few weeks and it's possible my hymen is growing back!