We randomly went to Australian Bar 1 for a couple of drinks this past Sunday. The first person I saw there was The DJ. (He’s a guy E had a bit of an affair with last year) I introduced him to The Russian and they hit it off immediately. To the point where I would be talking to one of them, then they would spot the other and run to them, leaving me to my own devices. M got back from Kuwait that day, so she and E decided to come by, so we stayed later than we wanted. It was surprisingly a very great night. It was the first time E really hung out with The Russian and M took to him straight away….and she is very protective of me and picky of who I am with. She even invited him to her wedding later in April, but doubt he’d make it as it’s two days before his own birthday.

We are a poor, poor couple, especially as I haven’t been working in weeks (which should be able to change from tonight) but I managed to get drunk pretty fast. At least this diet is good for more than just one thing. When we left, we started talking about our relationship and I went off about everything that bothered me about it. From the stories he would tell me about other girls to the pictures of that girl everywhere in our room to the way he phrases things.

‘Then why are you with me?’ he asked. Of course I attempted to speak eloquentlly in my drunken state and probably failed miserably.

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