whoa! hello! loud noice. very pain!
well, i've been dodging bullets for so long that i should have seen this one coming. yup. all it took was two exhibition openings last night and i scored a 3rd circle: the head wound that won't heal. owwie.
fucken cheap red wine. always a killer.
also, woke up next to deviant this morning, but for some reason there seems to be a complete blank between getting out of a cab at his place and waking up next to him this morning. slightly disconcerting i dare say.
there's some vague memories of taking a cab from opening a to opening b and throwing one mate into the boot cause there was 5 of us. and i think i also agreed to have a collaborative screening night with a mate i hadn't seen for ages. oh. drunken text messaging. there was that too.
mind you, i don't think i was the only drunken one last night. the mate i agreed to have a show with had smssed me last night with: 'aur doob mpr z brrk. kneg foqvb tjaef xjeer.'
clearly.
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fucken cheap red wine. always a killer.
also, woke up next to deviant this morning, but for some reason there seems to be a complete blank between getting out of a cab at his place and waking up next to him this morning. slightly disconcerting i dare say.
there's some vague memories of taking a cab from opening a to opening b and throwing one mate into the boot cause there was 5 of us. and i think i also agreed to have a collaborative screening night with a mate i hadn't seen for ages. oh. drunken text messaging. there was that too.
mind you, i don't think i was the only drunken one last night. the mate i agreed to have a show with had smssed me last night with: 'aur doob mpr z brrk. kneg foqvb tjaef xjeer.'
clearly.
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[sms around lunch time]...cunt.
tp: 'oh dear god please kill me now!'
deviant: 'no. not yet. you deserve to suffer. mercy is for the weak.'
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