no big deal

went out yesterday night and got smashed (the non-throwing up variety) with david and vic. i came to the revelation that john’s birthday, although seriously fucked up, was just par for the course for everyone else.  it was no big deal. 

so i talked to john today, and told him that maybe we shouldn’t make it out like this is epic shit. everybody gets fucked up once in a while and does really stupid shit. can’t change what happened, so we might as well move forward. 

shockingly, i think this actually worked. i’m not nearly as mad at him anymore, and he’s not punishing himself with starvation (don’t ask).

so thanks for the drinks guys. they did what brooding and crying and cleaning couldn’t do. they fixed me.

ironic, considering drinks are what fucked it all up in the first place.

good night.