Saturday night was a rip-roaring success. For once, considering I was out with a certain person who usually proves unfailingly to be a 'bad influence', I did not end the night with my head down a toilet, talking to God on the big white telephone, which is always good. Yes, it was very, very good to catch up with my bestest and oldest friends.

Sunday, however, was spent recovering from the inevitable hangover, unable to face all that lovely chocolate staring me in the face. But I am making up for it no, so its all ok.

Monday we all went to Knowsley Safari Park. 'We' being my family and the boyf. It was a most enjoyable day, what with baboons sitting on the car, and ostrichs trying to eat the wing-mirrors.

Yesterday was spent watching Most Haunted that I'd taped from Monday night. It was the one when they went to Bodelwyddan Castle, which is approximately 10 minutes drive away from me and a favourite visit of ours during school holidays and the like. It was strange seeing somewhere I go to frequently being on TV. That doesn't happen to me much, living as I do in the area that the outside world forgot (seems like, sometimes). I intend to go there before I go back to Uni to have a look around again and see if I 'sense' anything. You know, being the spiritualist psychic clairvoyant* that I am.

I am now doing a bit of blog-surfing, looking for my next Official Favourite Blog Of The Moment. I think that seeing as how Whateva Sista! is currently the 'Whateva Sista! Blog of the Year' as it is, it has a few too many accolades to its name and room should be made for other lesser known blogs to have a chance.

I am also waiting eagerly for the next instalment of Desperate Housewives. It is, after all, what Wednesdays were made for.

*I'm not really.