Happy Birthday theartofwar!

ROFLs @ RL! Actually this was during my trying-to-be-a-normal-working-Joe phase again in the flat my ex and I first moved into together. I wasn't even drinking so much at the time. No, what's properly galling is that I couldn't get an invite! If I'd been single I'd have wangled that one, oh yes. :\ Plasterboard walls in that flat, could hear a pin drop three flats away. Some of their parties sounded a lotta fun, in an adult, NDTITDS* kinda way but I had to pretend to be outraged for the other 'alf's benefit ( though 6am finishes on a school night 2-3 times a week did start start to wear thin! ). I'd have lurked the shit out of the communal hallways and mailboxes for an excuse to introduce myself, trust me. One of them was fit as my friend, fit as! Pfffft!
 
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