Hello and farewell

Life. Beautiful, grim, unsettling, amazing, endless, finite. Real.
Friends made and lost, time spent and wasted.
Now was then.
It takes time.

Spent the weekend in Nottingham drinking neat vodkas and getting lucky.
Sex is great. It really is. Sex with strangers can also be an odd experience.
Having missed an opportunity on the Friday, I was somewhat determined to have a second crack on the following night. Having suffered from severe alcohol angst the entire Saturday day (and feeling rougher than docker), I realised my only chance of doing anything even remotely meaningful on my second night in the city would have to entail more stupid quantities of vodka. After some expedient drinking to the backdrop of French fighter jet pilots doing odd stunts on a grainy mpeg, it was off to town.
Woke up around 10am somewhere in the East Midlands with a post grad student (I think), fairy dust stuck to my face and severely dehydrated.
The rest of the weekend was blur, a sequence of mini-blackouts, weak constitution, cheap spirits without mixers and cab fares so low they question the point of walking.
Still, it was nice.