Sharon's birthday party.

It was an interesting event.

I was the first person there because Sharon asked me to come over in the afternoon to keep her company. I was late so I got there about 6. I had a beer and made the food.

Unfortunately for me, the next person to turn up was Dawn, we had a fight at work the other day that left both of us in tears and I was actually thinking of backing out of the party so I wouldnt have to see her, but then Sharon got upset, so anyway.

Its was ok though, we avoided the subject while Sharon ran around getting ready.

By the time everyone else arrived I was a little tipsy, but I was in the "Having good conversations" stage.

This stage went on for hours and hours then all of sudden everyone was just rat arsed. It was like flicking a switch, one minute everyone was fine and the next minute crazy shit just started to happen.

Dawn decided that the "Crazy shit" stage would be the best time to talk about our argument, bad idea. After having another mini argument she went over to the couch and feel asleep.

This guy Sharon has been kinda seeing rocked up with a friend and both of them drank tea all night. I mean who comes to a party and drinks tea?

He had this funny thing about not disclosing his age- honestly he wont tell anyone how old he is, its bizzarre. I reckon its because hes younger than he makes out. Hes definately a strange one.

There were some bad vibes coming from his general direction but I think thats because of the tea thing.

I wish I could tell you about all the crazy shit, but its just too surreal and mixed up in my scrambled mind.

Does anyone else feel really depressed after drinking?

I feel so low. Not even sick, just low and weird.

The only cure for it is a hot bath, visiting G for some cuddles and watching some crap Sunday telly.

As soon as I can get my arse off the couch.