my bed today has acted as another blank canvas for many of my life's key events, im starting to think thats why so much of my time is spent there .
saturday wasn't so much of a disaster as i anticipated it would be , i ended up smuggling a bottle of wine with no lid into whetherspoons , getting very drunk, panicking a little at the potential sighting of a certain individual , drinking more , less panicking , drinking a lot more , and then me not remembering much after 12 .
all i do know is that i ended up on a train at what was technically 9 am (thanks to daylight savings time) in the bloody morning in order to go to my grandma's 80th birthday "thing" . i was shaking and sweating like a dyslexic on countdown, whilst feebly attempting to cure my hangover by eating a sandwich which some disgruntled factory employee had probably coughed in due to the fact the sandwich probably cost the equivalent of their weeks wages . the rest of the day was spent trying to hide the fact i had an obvious hangover by wearing huge sunglasses and staying very , very quiet - much to the surprise , and pleasure , of my family . family things , usually , do not go down well , although this time , was an exception , mainly because everyone was hammered by the end of the night , and it was me who ended up marshaling my mother and aunty into a taxi and putting them to bed with a glass of water, not the other way around .
but anyway ! its wednesday now , + i feel good ! mojito'z last night and cuddles are making my head a little more level + i think i've met someone who i can talk too , who is good . we think we are not weird , but everyone else is .
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