Might try it on next time I'm in and see if it fits, I'm not sure it'll be big enough for my boobs. At least if it doesn't fit then I can stop lusting after it. There's also a pair of trousers that look like jammy bottoms that I quite like. I can already tell this job is not going to be lucrative for me. Wages in pocket; wages back out pocket and the dress is mine.
Tonight is a sofa-lovin'-CSI-watchin'-jammy-wearin' chill out. I bought a tub of Mackies Honeycomb ice cream and I think I'll get that in the next ad break. Good times. My mum says I'm like that Abbey out of NCIS. I quite like her, so it's OK. The big event of the night will be CSI: NY, mostly for the hot men than anything else to be honest. Ice cream, jammies, and Carmine Giovinazzo.
Lazy Saturday night of joy.