Sad Love Songs

I stopped taking the pill today. There's no point, since Matt doesn't want me anymore.

After work, I meet my ex colleague Wendy for drinks at Intro Bar. We have a couple of wines before we head for Balaclava, where Michelle was waiting for me. She was there with her bosses and their friends, mostly middle-aged men with wives waiting for them at home and too much cash to spend on other women. Michelle is a friend of mine who was also seeing a married guy. A few days ago, she told me tearfully that he had just gone missing on her. One day they were fine and the next, she could not get in touch with him at all. I didn't know what to say.

Misery loves company. Michelle, Wendy and I finish our drinks at Balaclava and adjourn to KBox with the guys. One of them is the owner of KBox. Being the karaoke-phobic I am, I am hardly impresed. Normally, I'd not step into KBox unless I absolutely have to. But tonight, I need (more) free booze. I need to numb myself.