It's all self-inflicted.

[deathpixie]

Ah, yes, the perils of drinking with karate buddies. Especially Adam and Ben, who are well-qualified to be Brothers Drunk. I didn't end up back where I was staying last night, instead ending up being deposited at Adam's place (where Ben's staying as well) and woke late. Had to dash to make it to Yasmin's, which probably accounts for the state I was in by the time I got there - hangovers don't make for much in the way of dashing.

Bloody shots - if I'd stuck to beer I'd have been fine.

But I managed to pull myself together enough to go down to Brunsiwick Street with Yasmin for lunch at my beloved Veggie Bar (happiness is a vegetarian dim sim), and then she proceeded to turn my already soft brian into total mush with Revolutionary Girl Utena. Talk about being coy - what's with all the lesbian hints in this thing and then not delivering a smooch? ;)

Any way, I've got to go call Wodnermouse and arrange dinner plans. Hopefully I'll have time to sleep first - I'm totally wrecked.

Comments

[kielle.livejournal.com]

Keep watching. I want to see if I can hear your head explode from here when you watch the final episode. *EG* Hint: if you're pressed for time, skip the whole Black Rose "season" -- it's a complete waste. Pretty, but pointless.