Drinking gin and watching Bridget Jones' Diary. I was waiting for this day for so long. Now finally I found the time after quite a stressful day. What a blast!
And I'm still hoping my recent crush who seems to be "the most dreadful cold fish. (Exactly, I mean, it's only been bloody hints and stuff, but has he ever actually stuck his fucking tongue down your fucking throat?! - No! Not once!)" turns out to be "my" Mr Darcy. 13 days to find out.