Sunday, July 14, 2013

Surprise!

While I am absolutely knackered, I've managed to make last-minute arrangements to meet S for a few drinks tonight. Nights out with S can go one of two ways - either he'll make no sense at all and just spout rubbish or he might actually decide to have a proper conversation.

I don't really care either way - I just want out of the house for a couple of hours.

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