Two fatal mistakes caused me to erase half of my home directory on my mac, so I had to reformat and I lost 2 weeks worth of code. It's never as hard to write the second time around, though, so I'm not torn up about it.

Came home pretty drunk last night to find a message on the machine, and now I'm debating whether or not to call her back or to let it die. The nature of the call was almost insulting ("well, its saturday night and all my other friends are gone, so if you wanna do something, give me a call"), but I'm going to guess that this was unintentional and she was probably just looking for a reason to call. I fucking hate being in situations like this.
Oh yeah, this particular person is also an SG site member, but her name shall go unmentioned. So if you're out there reading my journal, quit reading it cos its about you. =P

At least my hangover went away with a glass of water in the morning.