Zombie + etc

Saturday night, Francoises zombie 20th, was awesome well at least to the part where i started throwing up the cheap alcohol like i've never vommed before....

From this day forward, that rather embarrassing combination won't be combination of reducing standards won't be repeated....

beer + goon + cheap champagne (CHAM-PAG-NAY!!!!) = a toxic combination of alcohol, of which so much should not be consumed. I woke up this morning in my bed still kinda feeling like i needed to vom, but i didn't. I also found claw marks going down the wall of the toilet....... that was interesting, gave a real zombie touch to a house which missed out on the party. I won't go into too much of the nitty gritty, the sooner i leave this out of my head the better.

Shit i drink like my father >.> at least i don't drink at the same frequency.

In other news, i'm fairly sure one of my closest friends who has been seemingly avoiding me finally realized through something that happened recently and is now feeling guilty. Yet as he has the intuition and perception of a rock, he hasn't caught onto the fact he's doing, just the fact he's caught onto something to do with me. Shit this gets annoying. I need to talk to him in person to make sure he gets it though. As a friend i love him, but if it comes down to it, if he needs to break away, he can. Although i'd be upset, I'd let him do it as long as he knew he could always come to me if he needed to. This is where i feel slightly used though, i feel extremely betrayed whenever he comes to me for help (although i still give it) because if he doesn't need to discuss something i can get practically ignored.

Right now, a mastie followed by sleep is in order i believe.