Sunday, January 20, 2019

As expected.

The Aloof Girl was not in the pub, though I wasn't really expecting her to be there. FP and I spent a good few hours chatting away, mostly nonsense, about all sorts of stuff and I arrived home more than a little tipsy.

I've done precious little today and have yet to change out of my pyjamas. Ooops.

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