Argh whut
So it was la fete de la musique yesterday, and while I do remember most things that happened (I fucking hope!) I was also really quite drunk. Like, more drunk than I have been since Japan.
I don't know why I do this omg. Bad Danni, no biscuit.
I did write Serizawa's death scene on the way there, so that's ok.
And somehow I got home ok despite barely being able to make out the fucking HOUSES ON THE STREET WTF ALCOHOL so that's ok as well. But it appears that I sneaked out, as it were, some morsel of seriousness deep within me thinking "I NEED TO GET A METRO HOME SO STICK WITH LAUREN WHO ALSO HAS TO." She didn't, bu she pointed me in the right direction of the metro and apparently it was working and oh God really, WHY did I feel the need.
We kind of wanted to see Goya and electro-flamenco as well!
But we met up with other Catho students, which was interesting.
I think I was a tease last night. Oops.
I also think I am still tipsy at least. I really don't remember drinking *that* much.
I don't know why I do this omg. Bad Danni, no biscuit.
I did write Serizawa's death scene on the way there, so that's ok.
And somehow I got home ok despite barely being able to make out the fucking HOUSES ON THE STREET WTF ALCOHOL so that's ok as well. But it appears that I sneaked out, as it were, some morsel of seriousness deep within me thinking "I NEED TO GET A METRO HOME SO STICK WITH LAUREN WHO ALSO HAS TO." She didn't, bu she pointed me in the right direction of the metro and apparently it was working and oh God really, WHY did I feel the need.
We kind of wanted to see Goya and electro-flamenco as well!
But we met up with other Catho students, which was interesting.
I think I was a tease last night. Oops.
I also think I am still tipsy at least. I really don't remember drinking *that* much.