Friendlymoon

Gonzo has just given me the evil eye. It's 9.45 we are all heading to breckinridge for the friendlymoon and i have my bossy boots on. Kat thinks I randsacked her bag. I didn't. She is just paranoid because she drank lots of something and lemon vodka last night. Gonzo bit me twice, ann is asleep and James is checking his email. I didn't have a shiner at the wedding as I think Arron reported, but I did have a bruised cheekbone. And I didn't get anymore plastered than anyone else and as Irish wedding would go I was pretty sober.