33.. Dirty Stop-out

Yesterday I was feeling completely miserable having been fired and it being a Friday night and facing the prospect of spending it home alone. I was absolutely dreading having to go home so I hung around at work til relatively late. Still not wanting to go home, I icqed dingbat and invited myself over for a couple of beers. What was going to be a quiet night getting tipsy ended up being a 22 hour marathon. After a few beers, we wandered up to the pub for half price cocktails, where we met up with Chris's neighbour and her friend, and also his flatmate and his girlfriend. We had dinner and then stayed at the pub til 4am drinking and playing pool. I crashed out on the couch. Around lunch time (actually it was closer to 3pm) we all met up again at a cafe up the road for a meal (not sure whether it could be called breakfast or lunch or afternoon tea). Finally just before 5pm I left to come home.

I totally adore Chris, have done for years. He's one of the nicest guys I know. Pity there's no reciprocal interest.