"If we can't get a taxi we're coming right back here. And we're going to distribute the rest of those jelly shots."
-Not what you want to hear at 0310.

It's at least quieter than that guy from Deloris last the other night deciding that generating positive feedback from his amp was a good idea. Small mercies ( Read more... )

It's so late I'm starting to get not-tired.

She's home, maybe not for too much longer though. There isn't enough happiness to fill half a (something small). Refused to say what the "guests" were saying about her, I think it was for the best.

I think it's winding up now. Finally.

Thought for the day:
Fallout

Now my brother's singing "Feliz Navidad". I hope nobody calls the cops on our collective arses ( Read more... )

Discussion of what the word "fanny" refers to in America. I can hear a car, it sounds vaguely like my sister's. Upstairs-sounding noises, should be her. I think. Makes me wonder why I didn't grab the keys and go for a bit of a head-clearing drive myself. Oh yeah, I don't go for that sort of thing ( Read more... )

No wait, I can hear him defending his vodka/jelly composition. At least they've turned the music down to "no longer perfect clarity from where I am upstairs and then some". My sister stormed out before it got turned down. Raucous debate downstairs amongst the "guests" as to whether she came back. I suspect not. There will probably be words tomorrow ( Read more... )

I wonder if they realise I can hear them perfectly. Probably not. The banality of it all is mind blowing. I can't actually hear the brother talking, though I do hear him being addressed.

Being called "Papa Suresh" is really annoying. Fuck you, Heroes fans.

I'm going out tomorrow today. At least I won't be the one cleaning up.

Time: 0200
Sleep in last 24h: 4 hours
Chance of falling asleep: slim to none

...if nobody lets you buy a goddamn thing with it?

"Two-oh-three, dot, four, dot, two-four-eight ( Read more... )