London and headache

Yesterday night, we have been to the "Swan and rushes", a pub specialised in Belgian beers. It was good laugh and quality drink. A lot of Christmas special beer were really good. We were quiet drunk and my friend E. and I start to quarrel on the way back.  Apparently Y. told me, he was quiet furious about that. Sweet alcohol...

Tonight I'm going to London with Y. for the week end, sleeping at S.. We are going to be 9 in a small room. Fortunately, I'm still the owner of a air mattress, so my bed is already there. It's going to be good fun. But I'm not going to see L., she hadn't answer either my phone call or my mail. Bitch. I removed her name from my list. It's a shame because I liked her in deed and found she was good laugh, quiet fresh and not as shallow as she might look. But, no woman, no cry.