I'm trying out wearing heels again today, as I have been a bit too comfortable in my nice shiny flats lately. So far I have only been sitting at my desk and my feet hurt already. I am determined to wear heels more, damnit! I used to be such a.. a.. a Carrie!

I have just about got over the pants party that was Fittie showing me moderate flirtatious attention for five seconds. OK I'm lying I will never get over it.

This Friday I am going to try getting drunk again and see how it goes. Bit scary really.

Oh and at work, my business manager is chasing me for the business case to get my contract... that is very good news and terribly exciting! It's a bit shocking that it has taken this long but whatevs. I quite like getting paid weekly and going back to the monthly dross without the regular few hundred quid cash injection will be a bit annoying. Still, I do get my spanking lovely bonus at the end of this month so that'll help me through.

Today is a mediocre hair day. We have "networking" drinks tonight with one of our "business partners" (jesus, all this corporate bumfuckery is hideous) which our team are going to turn into a bar-propping shotathon. In our meeting this morning, someone did say they were going to see "how much Kate could drink in an hour" - methinks I shall surprise them by managing to put away a whopping two halves of coke.