puddingcat | ZZZzzzzzzzzzz

Ok; 3 beers & 2 glasses of wine *might* have something to do with it, but I maintain that gettiing to bed around 1am is the main reason I feel so knackered & dead today.

For a "Young Professionals'" event organised by the chartered accountants' students' society, it was actually rather fun. Course, wearing a long pvc skirt & Fallen Angel corset meant that I stood out rather, among the hordes of M&S / Phase Eight / Monsoon slip dresses. I certainly seemed to scare a few people, which was Good (certainly better than pulling them. Pull an accountant? What a horrible thought...), and made one woman fall off her heels laughing (she complimented my outfit but added "apart from the bruises", to which I replied "They were worth it..." It took a few seconds to sink in, but my grin seemed to help).

Lots of money raised for Breakthrough Breast Cancer, lovely food (The Midland Hotel's been taken over since the last black tie do I went to there), the DJ played "9 to 5" and there was a Bentley parked outside on the way out. Not certain I want to think about how the Get Fit Plan is going, though.