I feel a considerable amount of disgrace today. It’s subsided a little – yesterday was agony. After feeling the pressure of having to find a new job, working out a savings plan (still not complete!), having an argument with my best friend and just feeling utterly lonely – I sat at home on Saturday night and got drunk alone. I rarely do this, in fact I think it was the second time I have. But, naturally – the evening went on until after 5 in the morning and a call log to USA, South Africa and Skype calls to USA and Paraguay. There was just too much that went on on Saturday. Saying and doing things I regret. I spilled drink on my laptop, which is now royally fucked.
Not feeling too pleased with myself.