One of those nights

Had my first rehearsal for the play, when the girl I talked about in my last blip turned up the whole thing degenerated into a huge row, with her and another girl shouting at each other. I had to break it up and was understandably a bit stressed when I finally got home several hours later. Beer was the only solution (since a trip to the uni bar had done nothing other than scandalize us when the price of a glass of wine had gone up by a whole 70p).