I'm really proud of myself. Because I did my first MDMA last night, and instead of staying at the club, my friend and I befriended my upstairs neighbours and brought them downstairs to sing Disney songs with me until 6 AM.

Beautiful night.

Not the first time these two have kicked musical butt together, but definitely the most jolly time.

No DangerTits, thank YOU.

I can't read the word 'pantalettes' without immediately imagining having my fashion sense dismissed as out of date by that scoundrel from Savannah. Who isn't even RECEIVED.

And those pantelettes. I don't know a woman in Paris who still wears pantalettes!

April is the cruelest month.