Okay, so I had a total blast at Jonathan's dealy-bob thingy...except I was really manic-like. I've been that way a lot today...moody and manic depressive. I'm really starting to convince myself that I do indeed have bi-polar. :'( It makes me even more stressed out than I already am to think about that one, but I got through another week of hell didn't I? So, I think I'm making progress. ;) Anyway, here are the quotes I can remember from the evening:
"Flat Senewey Sausages of Poo!"
"I've been raped against the wall of the raping room!"
[In Some Form of an Accent] "Fock!"
"But I want to wear a beanie on my head in the winter so my head won't get cold!"
...and many other various things in hiddeous English accents. Time of my life, seriously. The meds have royally screwed me over though. *sigh* Well I shall end my short but comic entry with a couple of pictures of me, random devin beau-ness, and the dirtiness of my clothes after wink in the park: