In the wee hours of the morning....

....too much vino culminated in Laura and I attempting to cossack dance and other such tomfoolery.

Last night was my fourth night in a row either out or having a drink and I've spent most of today feeling like alcohol is actually oozing out of my pores. Not pleasant. It's been such awesome fun (awesome is my new favourite word but it has to be said like Rhino the hamster in Bolt) but tonight is definitely all about green tea and orange squash.

I'm tempted to put my Iron Man DVD on just to drool over Robert Downey Jr but Mr D is due home soon so I will probably end up watching Top Gear. I know that Cherryblossom has a thing for Richard 'Hamster' Hammond but he just doesn't do it for me!

Hey, two hamster mentions in one post :)