J’s Diary Entry

20 October 2001

Got wildly drunk with Erin last night.  We started at the Public Bar – met Igor and Dee there and a bunch of their friends too.  One of them had the cutest puppy – Staffordshire Terrier, 8 weeks old.  They let me hold it for hours and I thought I’d cry.  Erin and I got so drunk that she told me that she can’t remember the last time she had sex (!) and I told her that I spew at work and am obsessed with killing myself (!!)  If I’m not mistaken, we’ll both pretend either;

1. nothing happened
2. we can’t remember; or
3. we remember but tell each other it’s sacred beer talk and now-let’s-never-speak-of-this-again.

Ho-hum.