Tonight is Monday! Yeah! Yeah!

I'm watching Bella cook dinner, listening to the Crystals creep me out with "He Hit Me (And it Felt Like a Kiss), and drinking g&t. Bella is leaping round the kitchen because she has had a negative waxing experience: an allergic reaction and now hives that cover the entire waxing area - not good when the wax was full leg and then bikini line. She's dancing furiously in order to stop herself itching her ENTIRELY HIVE COVERED LEGS. Having a goodbye dinner for Jude - he's heading to the Czech Republic and we're being evicted en masse by the first of December. Right now he's reading us Baudelaire's the Vampire a la teen angst, after playing us the Courtney Love version which is like, hell angst. Fireworks later. Fucking fabulous.