so my dad went to a friend's place to watch the rugby and got drunk and was driven home and given a large quantity of the most buttery melting moment cookies I've ever seen in my fucking life
anyway he insisted on making me dinner so I'm now sitting here eating dumplings with coriander and lemon juice
it's 12:30am
this weekend has been fucking surreal don't even get me started
edit: he is now watching Casino at full volume and singing "MELTING MOMENTS" to my dog while eating cookies