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