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Sunday, August 07, 2005

As Predicted

Well basically Dan's party was a decent night out, no more, no less - don't think I mentioned I was even going to go, but I assure you, I did - and as usual, much happened when everyone got slightly drunk.

I won't bore you with the details (mainly because I feel like being an arse and witholding them), but it was interesting to say the least. A lot of stuff Happened. With a capital H.

It's odd that whenever I get drunk when Ben's nearby, I want to hurt him, and even more odd that I don't actually think anything of it either at the time or afterwards. I think my tipsy demeanour of being slightly more angry at - well, everything - and his elevated basic Ben-ness when he's drunk - well, they just don't match too well.

Oh and Heidi, you can buy me a couple of drinks next time we're out, you thieving git.

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