So, a bottle of wine, and a busy night i'm not working on. Who'd know it? I decided to drink tonight, as i've not done so for two nights. I had a bottle of Merlot, and enjoyed some laughs with Dan and Dave, after they'd emerged from the kitchen. Very enjoyable.

I'm not drunk though. I'm hazy, and a little buzzed, but not pissed. My faculties are still very much acutely poised.

I might have one tomorrow, after work. We shall see. If Rebecca's around, I shall do nothing. Honestly. I will never sleep with Rebecca. It's precisely because I want to that I won't. You see, Rebecca is asthetically pleasing, and cute, and has everything I could want, physically. I could slam a spunk post up her black gaping alley. But...and this is a very big but.

I don't have a clue what she's like. I want to know what goes on in her head, if she's got a brain under those beautiful eyes, if she likes the Raccoons. If she likes laying in corn circles. From what i've heard, she ain't that interesting to talk to. And I can't be attracted to a girl that ain't mentally interesting.

Anyway, i'm off to sleep. Perhaps a smoke first. Go on, do one, yeah?