christ, last night, oh dear oh dear. I was not planning to do anything at all, then I got a message asking me if I wanted to go out, out of the blue, from this girl I know. So I went out with her, we got really drunk, I drank many beers and whiskeys, and then we were just doing whatever but I don't remember how we got onto the topic but somehow I ended up drunkenly confessing my love to her for about half an hour despite the fact that she has a boyfriend. (in fact I'm pretty sure I told her that her boyfriend can kiss my ass because I am better.) I'm not sure how to even explain it but it was really, really bad. xD Then I kind of somehow came home but don't really remember much, but I woke up this morning and the light in my room was still on and my bed was covered in the trout I usually take off before I sleep like headphones, and a parcel from england etc that I'd just passed out in bed with it still on and somehow not ruined. and now I've spent the whole morning drunkenly giggling about what I did last night. I was also violently ill when I got in last night. I have to go to work in an hour and I'm still totally monged.