Nov 28, 2009 08:17
OH GOD CAN'T SLEEP AGAIN.
I find it almost inconceivable that I used to up and about this early five times a week, last year. No, six, when I was working at the weekends.
Ack. I only got back at half-four.
It was a good night, though. The following exchange may have occured:
Me: I'm sorry I look like a drunken fool, and...
Cathy: Listen, you don't look like a fool at all!
Me: *gets heel caught in a paving stone and flails around, stuck fast*
Cathy: ...well, maybe now you do.
We also bumped into a Scandinavian man who called us "more innocent than the Virgin Mary!" when we didn't have any cigarettes to give him. As we wouldn't. That was...bizarre.
MUST. SLEEP. Sober, but feeling slightly crazy. Argh.
rl: uni