The embarassment of another bad ending to a drunken night hung over me until Monday. It's hard to shake any feelings of losing control when you have request another debit card and beg the bank for 'emergency funds', get a replacement phone while yours is in the Mobile ER, apologize to the boyfriend...yet again, and send a Facebook message or two mending any friendship blunders.
I quietly ran about London, repairing Friday night's damage, vowing to take it easy for a while, lay low...I would like to keep the friends and boyfriend around for a bit longer.... By midafternoon the dust settled, Facebook told me all friendship were intact, the boyfriend text messaged his love on my shitty, but working replacement phone, and I had 100 pounds....all in a day's recovering!
Afterall, I can't be a complete hot mess tomorrow, my friend Lisa is coming all the way from the USA, someone has to show her a good time....
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