afterwards we went to an art gallery were some of justins mates were having an expo...uh...or something like that. there was a guy to spray paint street art (pictured below) and free cobra. free beer is apparently one of the benefits of owning an art gallery. it seems the owner just wrote a letter to cobra saying she was having and expo....and they sent free cases. not bad! the guys paiintings were pretty cool, although some of them were going for large somes of cash....needless to day i didnt buy anything!
i was really tired and left early. i walked to the train station and took my train, with the intention of going home and getting into bed with a good book. no such luck: as i was walking into the courtyard, i saw ian and a glum looking paul. the beast (as ian calls pauls emotionally abusive girlfriend) had struck again. paul was in a massive depression. so we decided we couldnt let him sit around on a saturday night and mop. so we headed out to an indian restaurant. we stuffed our faces (and i wasnt even hungry!) on all kinds of dishes and alternated between trying to give paul practical advice (ditch the bitch) and trying to make him laugh. i think he is trying not to laught in the picture here....i was being obnoixous and making faces...then i really did stumble home, well after midnight, and collapse into bed. today i will rest and work. really, i will!