Well of course I didn’t write an entry yesterday. I didn’t get home till 5am.
It was Bec & Craig’s wedding, which was really funn and lovelie. A whole stack of people I knew there and enjoyed chatting to while drinking all day. It started at 1pm and I had three drinks before the open bar started at 3pm… then I lost count. I did pretty okay, though. Didn’t get sick or dizzy or overly drunk at all. Took lots of funnie photos in the photo booth (such a great idea). Then went back to Cathedral Place for various after parties. Continued drinking till 4.30 when I left, almost intending to walk home, but it was pouring. I caught a taxi.
When I got home I was just so, so sorry I hadn’t left with Jason when he did. It all ended for me when I smoked one of Adam’s cigarettes, it was way too strong and I lay on the floor. I wasn’t so undrunk my judgement wasn’t completely compromised. but anyway.
Woke up at 10amish and spent the whole day lying on the couch watching movie after movie, with Munchie curling me up. What a delightful cat. Can I remember what I watched? It’s All About Love (weird and not even good), Stranger Than Fiction (pretty nice), Breakfast at Tiffany’s (nice, but holy crap yellowface). I was feeling a bit sad so wanted distraction. Movies work great for that.
I felt like an utter piece of crap all day; sick, exhausted, dizzy… I couldn’t eat anything but drink lemonade. worst hangover of my life. I’m never drinking through the day again. Seriously!
Oh, also, I’d been ignoring my phone (of course), but when mumm called me the second time I answered, and she told me she and Chris are splitting up. That’s pretty sad. I talked to her for an hour. I then went to bed pretty early, after reading a bit more of Lolita. I’ve been pretty bored the last two chapters & hope it picks back up again.