21:37: was so pissed this morning. woke up this afternoon after maybe 3 hours of sleep and i couldn't move my arm. then i realised it was because i had someone's head on it. got home at about 4pm and spoke to my sister before getting some proper rest. my head's still fuzzy.
i remember little details, like having had a black russian, six beers and iza's gin and juice from hell. i remember having maybe 3 chips before the dip was all gone. and i remember iza miraculously coming up with more cheese for dip, much to will's surprise, because he knew he didn't have any cheese. it was owned by one of his borders, apparently. i remember talking to greg because he seemed really down about something. i remember being so smashed that i texted my email address to someone who was asking me for the gmail password. who was she and what password was she talking about? i had no idea and i didn't think to ask. when i realised i sent out the wrong info, i called the person and apologised (with an accent carried over from work) and said something completely ridiculous that made no sense at all, and so i will not repeat it here. and no, i still didn't ask her who she was and how she got my number while i was talking to her. the last thing i remember was will getting drunk and me checking to see if he was ok. when he was all "yeah! i'm okay!" still in a cheerful voice, i went back to the room. i don't remember much else after that until we woke up sometime after noon.
gawd. i need gatorade.
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