Its my party...
Feb. 18th, 2005 10:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It's Kaleidoscope's work party tonight, and I'm not in the mood. Not even a tiny bit. I'm on antibiotics for my upset bowels, and so not only do i have to run to the toilet every 60 minutes, I cant drink either. The barman is Dean, my ex and best friend, and he just heard that one of his friends is on life support, brain dead. So Dean isnt happy, which makes me unhappy, and I was teetering on the 'happy' side of things as is was.
Not even the promise of naked twister is enough to make me want to be here...
Update: 10.30 and I'm at home again. Happy people make me feel sick. fuck you all.
Not even the promise of naked twister is enough to make me want to be here...
Update: 10.30 and I'm at home again. Happy people make me feel sick. fuck you all.
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Date: 2005-02-18 12:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-18 08:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-19 03:33 am (UTC)intestinal critters
Date: 2005-02-18 01:47 pm (UTC)Amen brutha!
There are times in my life that the sounds of happiness sound like a car wreck to me.
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Date: 2005-02-18 08:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-18 04:35 pm (UTC)>Happy people make me feel sick. fuck you all.
Somehow I suspect this quote might come back to haunt you...
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Date: 2005-02-18 07:55 pm (UTC)hopeknow it will.no subject
Date: 2005-02-19 12:44 am (UTC)Hey, Dean is lovely. Why the hell did you let him go?
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Date: 2005-02-19 01:41 am (UTC)Lovely is nice, but not enough to base a relationship on.
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Date: 2005-02-19 03:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-19 07:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-19 01:07 pm (UTC)