Her names Vicki and I don't know her that well. I've found my manager on there though and I didn't even notice her photo at first as she looks so different.
Who cares lol. he wouldn't trust me with his password so I asked him to look the girl up but he has to be a friend of hers to view the photos and explaining that he's the son of Kate from the hotel at the pissed up party seemed all a bit complicated.
I was only going by the time I was at work once and chatting to you so I wasn't too sure of the exact time. I wish Connor would come home, I want his Facebook password.
LOL, I mean a bar stool! Might as well grab a blokes leg. Dinner time now sweetheart, remember I'm here with you after you know what, yes boring shopping.
Oh I didn't think that was too much. I'm not one of these giggly girls though when I've had a few, I don't get loud, need help doing my clothes up in the toilet or try and pole dance up a bar stool like my mates, I'm still the same as sober I've been told and you can't tell the difference.
But even with my head so bad yesterday I really regretted it, I didn't have massive amount, about 9 bottles of Stella. My problem was lack of food and hang overs always leave me weak as if I need a good meal.