Back up I feel weird right now. Like, I'm so incredibly happy on one side, and on the other, I am so...not feeling good. I scrapped with the roomie tonight, over something that's been boiling under the surface for a while that just had a bit of a catalyst tonight.

I left, because I didn't know what to do. There was nothing I could do that would have saved it, except go further down shitsville. Maybe that's what I would have done, but I couldn't stand the thought of all of them sitting around being miserable and awkward. I felt really bad. Because it is all my fault. There's just this intangible thing that I keep hanging on to in WestJet.

The night did start out good though, despite ending in a complete shoot up at a nearby venue.

I think I gave some pimp and his prostitute a free smoke on the way home. Hhhossome...

I got Elaugh back today too, which was exciting. She's all in for the night, but she needs some more food and a new lightbulb, and a thankyou gift. LOL.

I went to my crew party last night, to fulfill some voyeuristic urge to see what partying with the "cool" upperclass kids was like. Totally got skunked, and had my first memory gap. Nice. It was actually sort of fun though, I have to admit. Other then the drinking thing. I think if I ever did that again, I would just melt into the background as an observer of all the debauchery. It would be the best comedy.

I really enjoyed seeing everyone tonight. And the food. Holy shat was the food amazing. We have some pretty awesome friends.  ¶ 3:14 AM