my heart is crushed by a former love

It's 3:30am, which is shocking; I actually didn't stay in the office past seven, which means that I've spent eight hours awake outside of the office--it's a weekly record! There was a thunderstorm today, replete with massive flooding, and so I felt lucky to make it home. I took a nap, and then went to Saamra's house for what was supposed to be a lowkey wine-and-cheese celebration for her birthday; after approximately ten bottles of wine and an entire bottle of arrak (coconut liquor from Sri Lanka), I was in a much better mood than I was when I left the office this evening.

I would write more, but I really want to sleep, and so I shall leave you now. At least you know that I'm alive! I'll write again tomorrow.