I did something very wrong tonight, on a Friday night that I meant to do loads of work and get some sleep. I went out with Hussian and Ben since they were bored, and frankly it made me happy. I discovered this awesome new drink that doesn’t even taste like alcohol; it’s called Blue Lagoon and it makes me very happy. Seeing as I am a very cheap drunk, sharing a pitcher with Hussian was a bad idea! Oh well, we learn from our mistakes.

So I was out in full force with the stalking tonight; well not creepily, but hoping that I’d see my stalkees at the pub; oh and I did. I gleeped and squealed even and then ran around, forgot about it, was dancing and found that I was right next to my stalkee (number two). It’s a good sign, I swear! What makes it even better is that I didn’t get roughed up (too much this time), and I saw some people that I normally don’t see there. It made me really happy; so yeah!

Note to self, hearing the word “fabulous” incraeses statistics dramatically and thus I’m suffering from bad news bear. I don’t even know what it means, but it’s something that’s floating through my mind right now.

I must take the laundry out the dryer, and then hop into bed as it’s nearly three o’clock and I’m just a little bit giddy. It was a highly successful stalking night; and thus I’m made really happy. I need to break into the circle; but it’s too hard! I swear, I need more insiders and workin’ on it isn’t doin’ anything. :crazy:

Whatev’r shall I do?