Splishy splashy?

[squeefulfish]

I have a burning desire to do something to mark both the end of my placement in delivery (mostly because I'm missing the class party for same because I'm on an early shift the day after and hangovers kill babies and fail students) and my second 29th birthday. I kinda get two kinda birthdays a year. No, that doesn't make me 58.

So, Fibbers on Saturday anyone? It being insanely close to the Rotunda may have something to do with my choice. I promise not to smell of baby poo or lady bits.

And now I discover I've to be up at 4 tomorrow morning to be in on time, boozery is so not happening. 4! In the morning! Again! Crap. If it wasn't for my big box of chocolates right beside me I'd be crying right now.