I’m writing down things that I don’t understand
Monday, August 11th, 2003What an exhausting weekend. I didn’t sleep for about 40 hours (from Saturday nine o’clockish till Monday somewhere between 1.00 and 2.00 AM), drank too much, although I only had about half a dozen beers, if that. I guess I can’t handle drinking and dancing, it led to me sleeping next to the toilet at [...]