Last night was pretty cool. Drunk half a bottle of whiskey, which for this cheap drunk was enough to get me pretty shit faced. Hung out with a bunch of people from my school year at Cameron's 30th birthday party and engaged in inebriated conversation all night. Good times.
Feeling pretty emotionally blank at the moment, this weekend has been unexpectedly action packed in the drama llama department.
Lost a friend, which I saw coming a while ago. Weird saying, that, 'lost a friend'. Where did I see them last? Maybe they fell down the back of the couch... have you checked on top of the fridge? But yeah. Our diametrically opposite personalities finally exploded at each other over the internets, that most beloved of inflammatory mediums. And then Annah's car broke down along the highway to Levin, which caused much gnashing of teeth from my beautiful partner, who turned her laser eye rage-beams onto me as we sat out in the sun and flies waiting for Craig to come get us. It took Annah another five hours to see the funny side, so I think she's getting better!
So between those two events and the whiskey laden happy times at Cameron's, it's been the proverbial roller coaster. I'd like to do something calming for a while now, like hang out at an accountant's convention or watch Antique Roadshow.
Having said that, read this.
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