#6. Daemons

5 days on the piss have released most of my daemons. I think I'm in a lot better position now to deal with shit. The shit. I reckon an evening of Marie licking slugs in the beer garden in Fibbers will do that to you anyway. You know, sort of puts things in perspective. Myself and mish had a stupid drunken lay-everything-on-the-floor shouting match, which he laughed about the next day. It cleared the air in some ways. I still don't know what's going through her head, but I've a better idea of what's going through mine.

Exams? Screwed. But at least I know how screwed I am. They can take a back seat, until I'm more stable with other stuff. I'd rather fail than wail. And seeing as I'll be here for the summer (well most of) I can study for repeats.

So enough about me, how are you?