now everyone's back at work/school/on the giro, I thought I'd get this one rolling to pass monday morn...
Went to a house party on friday dressed as monopoly man, got horrendously drunk, tried talking to the girl-i-like-but-cant-get-with-cos-of-distance-and-work-and-things(bad idea), started crying for some reason, crashed and burned, woke up in a house a mile and a half away.
Saturday - went back to the house party house, chilled out there, went to said girl's house for dinner after spending an hours worth of walking picking through the pieces of a heavy night, watched strictly, x-factor, had a roast (dinner!) then fell asleep on the couch. left about 11, feeling quite jolly that things were on the up.
Sunday - went to party house again to collect my shoes, got on the bus then train, got home. Mate got home later to tell me said girl had got off with one of my mates after I'd left, which did not really put me in a great mood for the Bond film I went to watch. Which was so-so.