Party tonight… my place, 9 until whenever. I’m making evil punch again, the stuff that made people get naked last time.
As for how everything else is going, no better. I am fucked as far as work goes too, hurriedly applying for non-existent work. The house has a nice ‘simmering undercurrent of hatred’ vibe right now and the cherry on the cake will be when Jacques comes home tonight to find 30-40 people in the flat, taking drugs and spilling drinks on his bed.
Here is a bear on a trampoline.