I am so, so, so so so so so so busy. I haven't had one day free since last Thursday, when Hannah's sister and a couple of her friends came to stay for a bit. They were lovely, actually, but the whirlwind of clubs, restaurants, beaches and bars has been ongoing for far too long.

My lovely wickedmanifesto  is on a European tour so stopped to visit for a few days. I've had a brilliant time and loved showing her around the sights, but even more loved just sitting in Parc Ciutdella with some cool beer, jamon and manchego, enjoying the craic. She left in the early hours of Friday morning for Amsterdam, so I trundled along to work and wished I hadn't bothered as I was inundated with annoying stuff.

I wanted to go home and laze around in pyjamas last night, but my very good friends Amanda and Nicola are returning to the UK next week, so I had to put in an appearance at their leaving party. The 'appearance' lasted several hours and somehow I agreed to take on their freaky terrapins.

Stumbled into bed last night and just woke up. The flat is a bit untidy, but I only have an hour before I need to leave to collect tsaress at Sants station. She is coming up from Alicante for the weekend to see me - I wonder if I can convince her to lie on the beach with me for a day? >:)