Vonfuse(d) Me

It's a quarter past 2 in the morning. I had a nice time at a nice party. Being with people I had wanted to see, and ectually having something to celebrate as well (pre-Halloween and the result of the rectorial elections here). And then a phone call, that my roommate is "being sick" all over the room, and that I better come. By the time I arrive, his stuff is already in the laundry, some carpet tiles are drying and he is sleeping, still being sick every now and then. A few vodka shots and a bottle of wine.
I'm up now to make sure that he is alright. When I will have to get up at 08.00 tomorrow to go to a kayaking fair. And when I still haven't really done much for my IR essay, due monday.
In a way I am glad to be gone all of tomorrow. To get away from here, now more than ever.

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