Sometime after I danced on the table with the guy who asked if we were bi (which I found hilarious because neither of us had given any indication of being straight and clearly he was being hopeful) and the guy on the other side of the couch went home after flirting with me, casually mentioning he had a girlfriend of five years and spending the next half hour looking at me while I ignored him, we decided it was time to go home. My dad was still up when I stumbled in the door but he left me alone and I'm dimly aware of dragging my covers to my couch so as not to wake Julie and replying to a bunch of texts but not a lot else. I got teased this morning, everybody all "haha drunk" but I shushed them and ate cake. All in all it was a good night, the first half at least was great (despite being approached by a girl in the toilets and the female bartender winking at me). She fell out with her usual drinking crowd (melodrama strikes again) and was complaining that she's been bored so we had a gossip and a giggle. Talked relationships and bra sizes and general geekery. And although I drank far too much Jack, too fast I escaped a hangover and all I have is the big scratch over my knee where the zip of my boots caught my tights and ripped skin and nylon and caused me to swear a ridiculous amount over.
I've been left alone tonight as the family are off to a party up the road. Not sure what to do with myself. So far I've eaten a pile of potato waffles, watched Monty Python and Treasure Planet. The latter is not bad. I was iffy about watching it what with Treasure Island being one of my favourite books when I was younger and I've not had much luck with film adaptations of books I've loved as a child, see Golden Compass and Narnia. Although Peter Pan and Sweeney Todd turned out pretty good so I guess it ain't all bad. Anyway it was alright, lost its momentum when Silver the cyborg appeared. But I loved it up til then, maybe because Jim was Joseph Gordon-Levitt and the captain was a cat. I had to wikipedia his name, I never remember it and I figured me going 'Jim was that guy, you know he was in 10 things I hate about you and Brick and one time on Numbers and I was like why am I watching this?' but while I was wikipediaing I found this and it amused me so I'm repeating it: Also, the novel portrays Long John Silver as rather more sinister and less of a father figure than does the Disney film.
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