You can take the girl out of Soho...

... but you can't take Soho out of the girl!

There is no way of explaining how much I frikkin love my job. I'm back at LAB again, at least for a while and dear lord it feels good! Payday Friday after Christmas and I hadn't carried a tray for over two months. My muscles are still aching (you want toned arms? start carrying a tray full of cocktails over your head for eight hours straight - that'll do it, believe me!) and my feet are sore but the worst pain is in my stomach for laughing my bum-bum off all night. I've missed my boys and girls.

The LAB team giving Gill a send-off last summer

Quote of the night (add scottish accent for full effect):
"I watch a lot of strap-on porn"

Happy weekend everyone!

Last night was spent roamin around London's East End trying to forget the fact that I am getting nowhere with my scholarship application (and throwing up outside the Hoxton Hotel at around midnight if I am not mistaken). Not exactly the best way to deal with the problem, but at least the drinks were nice.

The subs at The Independent clearly had a few last night as well - The dead socialite was surely not 72, but 27 and people and things from my home land are Swedish not Sweidsh. Jeeez...

Ego quotes and This is now a pregnancy blog

I must say I have my moments - at least last night I had a few. Enjoy...

My dearest Al, now managing B@1 Balham has walked past the lovely Lauren earlier and ignored her. My reaction to the situation:
"Its fine, don't take it personally, we all know Al doesnt function before his first Jaeger." (I actually got a high-five for that one)
Stomachpain and regretting the alcohol intake:
"When I die and they do the autopsy they are gonna take out my liver and go: hey, why is there a stag imprinted on this?"
And on those who work in bars:
"You know how you always blame the alcohol for doing stupid things when you are drunk - the problem with people in this industry is that we are always drunk so when people meet us sober - they think we're ill or something"

By the way...
Pregnancy blogs are in the rise AGAIN, especially teenage preggers blogs. Maybe it's time to turn this one in to a teenage pregnancy blog. I do believe I am pregnant. With steak, mash and bearnaise sauce...

You know what they say, The heart never lies

Consume more alcohol than what is considered healthy and reduce the risk of heart problems? Well, at least according to The Independent.

Bartenders all over the world; sing and rejoice
Chavvies; swing thy VKD
Students; raise thy snakebites
I will sip my TOZ Rum in peace

"The results showed that those who drank a little – a glass of wine or a bottle of beer every other day – had a 35 per cent lower risk of a heart attack than those who never drank. Moderate drinkers, consuming up to a couple of glasses of wine a day or a couple of pints of ordinary bitter, had a 54 per cent lower risk.
The surprise was that heavy drinkers consuming up to a bottle of wine or six pints of ordinary bitter had a similar 50 per cent reduction in risk of a heart attack to moderate drinkers. Those drinking at even higher levels were still half as likely to suffer a heart attack as the teetotallers." (The Independent)

Why Indy, WHY?!

I love the Independent. A true, beautiful and everlasting love that only exists between a complete geek and her favourite newspaper. But today I am disappointed.

Ten Best: Scotch Whisky's and Ardbeg is not on there.

Disappointment.

( And Talisker 10 on the top spot? They didn't even put a single Bowmore on there! They've clearly never had the 25 one...)

Good morning little bunnies

You know when you wake up in the morning with your phone droolglued to your cheek, your underwear dangling off the deskchair, a half-empty plate of pasta and ketchup on your nightstand, mascara rubbed in your face, black feet from taking off your high heels on the way home and a growing sensation that you and your stomach wont agree today?

Really? No? Ok then...

Drink more Guinness, it might save your life

Good news for all the freshers at Kent Uni!

This Monday Cedars Sinai hospital (you know the one that Britney went to when she lost the plot and shaved her upstairs rather than her downstairs) published a study where they claim that a victims of dramatic accidents, for example a car crashes, who then suffers from traumatic brain injuries are more likely to survive if they have been drinking at the time when they got injured.

It's friday night people, Let's Party Ard.