at the home of those pictured in the last entry, on a German laptop on which the keys are rearranged and apparently less sensitive, letters being left inappropriately out of words and such ..
best and worst Christmas evar! no, they’re all the worst, so this one’s surely just the best.
if this is for my future self, which of course it is, then I know you somehow fucked this up, you dumb bitch. I hope you’re dead.
haha. how much faith have I.
my personality doesn’t change with alcohol, but I do grow more redundant, more frequently are things stupid said, etc.
“where is she?” I just heard someone ask.. “checking her email.” was the reply, “dinner’s ready..” I was subsequently told. so. happy christmas, me. I should set aside time to write again, would have continued much.. ok