Jun 05, 2004 18:50
Talia's drunk again. She doesn't think I know either... I don't think she knows I'm here. I found a wonderful niche beneath the weapons rack that's just perfect for curling up and reading a good book. Dunno what she's been drinking... I didn't know she drank at all. It's all very startling... and rather scary. There's a reason alcohol isn't suggested for the depressed. *sigh* So here I sit, being the perfectly useless partner as usual. She's just so... capable!
And I'm not.
*resists urge to send laptop flying across the room*