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Hi everyone!!!

Really, I'm not dead.

However I have been suffering from a really fantastic toothache that started last Sunday, but I kept thinking, "It will go away. It'll fade. It'll go away. It'll go away. IT WILL GO AWAY."

But, here we are, Thursday night Friday night, and I'm still alternatively popping Co-Codoamol and Ibuprofen and swabbing my mouth with Listerine and then Ambesol and then toothpaste and then more Ambesol. And then whiskey.

Yes, I hear you, GO TO THE FUCKING DENTIST.

Which would be a lot fucking easier if I didn't have an overwhelming fear of the dentist. Why am I afraid of the dentist?

Age 5: Cate has bad reaction to laughing gas, makes her freak out and feel like she's dying...rips off "dental bib", and starts screaming bloody murder. Claws through the air, which she believes to be a glass wall, to get to her mom.

Age 19: Cate needs root canal because she's scared of the dentist and doesn't like to go. Dentist doesn't use enough Novocaine before he starts drilling, LOTS OF PAIN, she see stars and almost pass out.

So, there you go.

But, aside from ringing up lots and lots of cranky, British dental secretaries and asking them if they have a contract to give out Valium ("Or any other sedatives. Anything? No?") I've been a bit busy....

As you might have seen around the hood, or on Miss.Scotch's magnificent tits, it was my birthday on the 2nd.

I got drunk on cheap cider and took a lot of photos of myself - as one naturally does on their berfday.

It was good times...

Oh, and then we moved flats three days later. For the past month we had been living with Iain's brothers, and while I love them dearly, I never want to live with two bachelors again. Ever. (BUT I LOVE YOU BOTH VERY MUCH!!) But seriously. Never ever.

Packing was tricky, but at least I had my priorities in order...

Step one:

Step two:

And there you have it, Vodka Bunk Beds!

...Also known as "How People With Drinking Problems Move!"

Thank you all so much for your birthday wishes, and for all of your constant support and interest in my cupcaked, immigrant, bloggiful life.  I love you all. I do! I do!

More pictures of our new place to come soon....

(I have a pink kitchen, y'all. Complete with cupcake candles. You can only begin to imagine my excitement!!!!)