fishsauce

I can't even tell you how good the weekend in St. Catharines was. Thursday night I got more than a little too loaded, and Friday night the only girls I spoke to (other than the staff, who I knew already) either blew me off after a couple minutes of conversation (wrong place for me to meet people, really; my hearing is horrible and it's just this side of impossible for me to actually follow a conversation in a bar) but I had a great time anyway.

And then twenty minutes after getting home I was upset about Chloe again. I need a more permanent fix. Hopefully not talking to her + time will do something.

Replacing my iPod today.