I've realised the main difference between JD and scotch. Jack tends to linger... in fact, I can still taste a mixture of it and some girls perfume, which I have no idea where it came from, but it tastes like the stuff that comes in the pink woman shaped bottle.
Anyway, last night was fun, pub quiz wasn't too bad, and even though I fucked up the bonus question I wasn't completely lost with it. And even after that it was a pretty good night, although I regret not getting that girls number before she left, and the less said about the election the better it seems.
I think it was just what I needed though, to kick start the new me, the happier me... it feels weird to be happy, and it's very scary to be, even if people do see me as a cynic and happiness comes at a price, as I've just found out with a bruise on my arm that wasn't there yesterday... But it could be worse. I haven't thought that for a long time, so I guess all that's left is to say to Matty, Bell and Dan cheers for a hell of a night lads, lets do it again soon.
P.S. gunna see Iron Man 2 today, so expect a review. :p
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