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Went to a party on Saturday and had acid for the first time.
Certainly not like what I expected. Don't think I'll be doing it that often, when it came down to it prefer mushees (even if the experience was on some levels more traumatic) and I certainly won't be doing it before going clubbing (the party kind of shrank away so the birthday boy decided to go clubbing) I can't dance on acid. The come down at least for me wasn't that painful and paranoid but I don't know, just not my thing. One of his housemates (who also happens to be one of my best friend's obsessions) has a beautiful little black cat named ebony that had kittens about a week ago. I love cats, particularly black cats. As it turned out that was the most enjoyable part of my evening/morning/mid-morning.

Ran into my most recent (which isn't that) ex Nat whilst I was at Fed square on Saturday before the party, well more exactly Nat ran past me whilst I was in fed square on the mobile cussing and swearing whilst texting the same depressed bastard who is my best friend, and decided just for the hell of it to text her just to see whether she would respond. Funnily enough she did and even told me where she was, which took all the fun out of that so all I could do was to try to have more fun see whether she would be willing to catch up. Anyway, we caught up for about half an hour or so, turns out she had a major car crash about a month ago after fainting at the wheel (unknown medical problem). She needed rhinoplasty amongst other things, and has spent pretty all of the month at home, recovering. She now has her first cat and is well on the way to simpsons mad-woman-with-all-the-cat's status. We both knew that would be the case.

Fate is a bizzare thing. One thing I liked about the girl was despite her been 18 at the time I was involved (I suppose) with the girl she had a detached awareness, particularly about the nature of human relationships. Still there. Unfortunately it was also balanced by an acute desire to do what was socially the status quo even if it made her uncomfortable and unhappy.

She described her last relationship as "... well we just ended up involved because after a while both of you presume you are involved ..." I am paraphrasing though. Life is fucking silly.