Non-sleep

I never managed to nick that baby from the party yesterday. I did - however - manage to drink a hell of a lot of bubbles. I was all drunk when Johan came (and I repeatedly told him that we would have several babies), and I kept on saying in the car on the way home - let me drive, let me drive. Why, you say? I don't know! It's not like I would have done it, would ever drive if I had the slightest to drink, probably those americans I hang with, they're to blame =). Or most likely, it was just the bubbles talking.

I "accidently" had two bottles of bubbly when I came home. One in my shoulder bag, and one in the box along with the left-over wine (but the wine was actually mine to begin with). I do remember stealing the bubblies on purpose, for some reason, Emma - I'll give them back! It wasn't my fault, it was.... it was the bubblies! They were talking to me.

I've been awake since 4 am, since I simply cannot sleep when I've had a little bit too much to drink. I have been very productive however, so time is not wasted! I'll sleep another time. Live when you're alive, and sleep when you're dead.

Right Jon Bon?