Thank goodness that loathsome holiday is over and I can nurse my hangover in peace. B and I went to a couple of Belmont St shitholes and got properly stupid, that kind of aggressively idiotic drunkenness where you find yourself engaging in exaggerated from-the-waist nodding agreement that certain things are great, just great, things like music and friends. Fuckin' retards. Then we came back here and drank more and played a Pixies CD and hilariously attempted clumsy mutual groping. If you don't know much about human history then don't bother, I just told it to you.