This weekend has been one of those weekends where there are several parties going on and I, of course, had to attend a couple. Don't get me wrong, I love hanging with my friends ad getting drunk and silly but the aftermath leaves me with mixed feelings. It's nice to look at the pics and remember that a good time was had my all but bloddy hell after two days of hard drinking today is a complete write off. I've felt out of sorts since I dragged my sorry ass out of bed. I've spent the better part of the afternoon staring blankly at my monitor trying to find something to do. Gaming frustrates me. Music frustrates me. Maybe I should cook something but I don't feel like it. Maybe I should read - the fourth book of G.R.R Martins A Song of Fire and Ice is amazing so far - but I don't feel like doing that either. Blah. Maybe I'll just go to bed.
If there is stuff to do here, I have yet to figure out how it is done. Nice.