Oh Stella, Oh Crissy-Cris.

Stood behind Jude Law in Thresher’s on Liverpool Road as he bought 180 quids worth of Stella and 1 bottle of Cristal (probably just to pour on the floor).

The rich sure know how to get minging hangovers in style.

Saturday was an orgy of lash. Since most of you who read this will have been there - I’m just going to lie in places. Started at Spearmint’s at 11am and immediately got involved with several bottles of Alize and a selection of nirgi sushi eaten from the bodies of the most expensive strippers in the joint. Leaving the place at 2pm we got taken by gyrocopter to Malik’s house with the Playmates of the Month for Jan 2003 and July 2003. There were started smoking bearer bonds and playing 4 player GoldenEye - however there was an argument whether Tammy was infact cheating by continously tickling manballs. After this I got bored and we played Pictionary till around 7pm. We then strolled to Islington Bar and Dining Room (grabbing some Pumpkin with Yogurt at the Afghan Kitchen), blagged our way into a 1-in/1-out door with a party of 14 and bust the wiggly worm on the dance floor. Recorded footage of the next 4 hours is currently missing. I then woke up. Good work.

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