All you need is love (allegedly)
Monday didn't get much better, though I was notified of an audition for a student film the next day. Bit of a boost after the agent's letter. My shin held out (though now has an interesting yellow/purple effect on it) and we fought back from 3-0 down to level but then conceded a late goal to leave us gutted. Most guys had to head off to get Valentine's day sorted, but myself and Matt went for a few pints (on him, thank God) and ended up discussing - and quite loquaciously yet elegantly - points of love, religion and culture. I called it a night after he got a round of whiskies in. No cigs though, which was pretty good for a couple of hours in the pub. Home and pretty much straight to sleep, ignoring the following day's date.
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