well it's been a little while since i last had anything to write so i went out last night just for the sake of having something to write about. i'm all about sacrifice for my writing.

it seems that as much as i don't want to i'm going to have to keep writing about c. if it wasn't for him, i'd have nothing of note to write about.

last night i spent the night at c's. i know, bad idea. i have an excuse though, no really i do. i was drunk.

anyway so i'm out at this bar that is basically a place where all the oldies go to pick up. i never thought i'd run into c there. j and i went there in the hope that old men would buy us drinks, and they did. then i saw c. he came up to me and gave me this huge hug i thought he was gonna break some ribs, i tried to pull away and he wouldn't let go. blah, blah, blah, the bar closes and j met some guys and was heading down the street to another bar and i was going with her when c said that he wanted to talk. so i told j that i would meet up with her later. well, later never happened.

c gave me the same spiel that he gave me the last time we spoke. he asked me to stay at his house, and by this time i was well and truly about to throw up or pass out so i accepted the invitation. we just slept.

c had to work today so that was a relief. he dropped me home on his way to work. we are not back together. there's way more to it than that but i'm too hungover to bother right now... maybe later.

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