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Feb. 12th, 2004 05:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
liadnanLast night I went to drink again...
I am not having a good day.
I went to a private view (yes, I'm a pseud, get over it) of a photography exhibition. The photographs themselves were reasonable, but not that good, and the room was crowded and full of arty types. Artists, I now believe, should not be allowed to talk. Or drink.
The wine, however, was rather good, and even though I didn't actually stay out that long (had to be home in time for ER you know, yes even when I'm offered the chance of having a life I turn it down) I seem to remember funnelling it down. Result: missed a large chunk of ER anyway, watched what remained in rather confused state, passed out on sofa, woke up an hour later and only fell over once while going to bed.
The Real Killer, though, for I didn't actually have a hangover as such when I surfaced this morning, was that I had *No Fucking Coffee* in the flat.
None.
At All.
I hate my life and everybody in it.
I am not having a good day.
I went to a private view (yes, I'm a pseud, get over it) of a photography exhibition. The photographs themselves were reasonable, but not that good, and the room was crowded and full of arty types. Artists, I now believe, should not be allowed to talk. Or drink.
The wine, however, was rather good, and even though I didn't actually stay out that long (had to be home in time for ER you know, yes even when I'm offered the chance of having a life I turn it down) I seem to remember funnelling it down. Result: missed a large chunk of ER anyway, watched what remained in rather confused state, passed out on sofa, woke up an hour later and only fell over once while going to bed.
The Real Killer, though, for I didn't actually have a hangover as such when I surfaced this morning, was that I had *No Fucking Coffee* in the flat.
None.
At All.
I hate my life and everybody in it.
