Nothing like drinking from 1 until 10 at night. Yesterday my work threw a going away lunch for the girl whose job I'm taking over. We went to this private club called the Soho House, that my boss Jennelle belongs to. It's a members only restaurant/bar. We ordered a couple of bottles of wine at lunch and after lunch was over the team decided to grab a drink at a bar near by. Soho is the gay area of London full of great shopping, bars and restaurants- go figure. We sat down at a bar called La Boheme and the bottles of wine just kept coming. I couldn't keep up with my co-workers. They were puttin it down like I've never seen. The best part of the night was bonding with the girls on my team. They reminded me a lot of the girls at Taco Bell. We had a lot in common, more than I realized. They are really fun and we've already made plans to do a ton of fun things in the coming weeks. After our sixth bottle of wine, yes six, I stumbled home on the tube. The only bummer of the whole night is I didn't pull. New term for the week by the way. It's british slang for talking to a guy and getting his number. When you're hanging out in gay town there's a ton of browsing but no purchasing to be done :)
I move to my new flat today, in Woking. Far from the city but close to work. I'll post some pics of my new digs tomorrow.
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