Nrghgh hangover.

Welp, I went to a karaoke evening the night before last.

Luckily, I didn't sing.

That kind of torment does not need to be put out onto the world. (There was one guy who kept inhaling helium from the balloons and then singing. I think it's safe to say he totally butchered 'Iris' for me.)

At first, when we got to the pub, I was really not impressed because it smelled weird and my shoes were crippling me. I am never wearing them again, fo rizzle. Also, there was this ginger cat at the pub and it just sat on the outside tables, purring.  But yeah, it turned out to be not so bad. I met a couple of new friends of my cousin's girlfriend, so once I got over the initial awkwardness it wasn't too bad. Once we got to town, I was pretty drunk so I don't remember a lot of it. I DO remember in one bar, there were a couple of girls there I knew from high school and I was like, "Shit, what are those basic bitches doing here?" but luckily I didn't end up having to talk to them or anything. I do remember telling someone a pick-up line near the end of the night where I was literally swaying on my feet...smooth.

Oh yeah, and at one point in the evening, me, the birthday girl and this other girl were standing outside the bar waiting for the others to finish getting their drinks, and this dude comes up to us like, "Hey, my friend just got dumped by his girlfriend of four years. Will one of you go talk to him?"

And like...what kind of message does that put out? My reaction can be boiled down to: A) Boo-fucking-hoo. B) Not my problem. and C) Be grateful you were in a relationship for that long. But seriously, sending his friend over to basically beg us to talk to him? Is he twelve? I mean, that just screams, "My friend is so pathetic he doesn't even have the vagina to come and talk to you himself like a person, so instead he sends his friend in the hopes one of you will feel sorry enough for him to humour him for five minutes." It was kind of funny in a way, because our unanimous response was basically NOPE. (I mean, birthday girl has a boyfriend anyway, but for us single ladies, it was like, WE COULD, BUT WE'RE NOT GOING TO.)

God, people kept giving me their drinks when they didn't want them anymore. I also had like four Jaegerbombs, so that might explain the constant, low-key headache I had literally all day yesterday. I was hungover pretty much the whole time- when I went to the job place, I was doing a bad job of pretending to be sober and the guy interviewing my asked me if I'd been drinking the night before, so I said yes, and he fucking laughed and shook my hand. Then I went and got an Egg'n'bacon McMuffin. I fucking love being British.

Anyway, I don't have much else to report. I skipped going to my volunteer job because I felt a bit woozy on Thursday and I decided to just not. Plus, I don't know, they don't really give me a lot to do there so I couldn't be bothered to go. I feel kind of like, what next? since I'd been waiting to go to that party for a few weeks now. I guess there's my birthday and then Halloween, so maybe that's a plan.

~Amulet

ps: I haven't been doing much Reader Inserts this month...I do really want to get out some more FEA, but I have a horror Hetalia story I wanted to do in honour of Halloween, buuut I'm totally stuck with it. I also want to do a Ukraine x Reader, but though most of it is drafted, I'm not 100% sure about it. Hmm.