I’m just happy that the alcohol-hazed black outs were I didn’t even knew what I did for an hour or two started late and ended quick for me. I think there are just two or three nights that happened and the rest of drunk embarrassment is something I can handle, as long as I have a vague memory of it. But black outs? They fucking freak me out….


Denis moved back in. That's good news. Real good news! :D

Yepp, it is…*whistles*