Ugh. I'm collapsing inside, everything is crumblier than Rome, honestly. Was at one of Ryan's gigs last night and consumed copious amounts of Jack Daniels and a few cocktails. Believe there may have been some shots involved. Feel very very bad, but please no sympathy. I am destroying myself, but i had my fun.
One of our friends, Dan, went out in a spiderman costume. I still have no idea why, and you know, i didn't even ask. Anyway, we were on our way over to my friend Lisa's work,(she's a barmaid, i'm quite envious) and Dan came with us. I turned around to make sure Dan was still there as he'd gone quiet and there he's standing, completely naked. Nothing on at all. I look at him and he just points. Tracing the imaginary line from his finger, i see what's happened. He's completely stripped off the costume and left it lying on top of this cop car. I turned around to ask why and he was gone. Left to run the streets naked. I haven't heard from him since. I hope he's ok. Anyway, we all moved on to another bad and the drinking continued.
Ryan went to work this morning. He didn't even go home. He's a mailman, postman, if you will. He left us at around 4am so that he could start work. No wonder he hates his job. Anyone with mail which has throw up on it, or that is just wrong, i apologise, it is perhaps my brothers fault.