B.

A few days ago I stumbled upon one of my old Photobucket accounts, and it contained a photograph of me and B from maybe five or six years ago.

For some reason I sent her a tweet telling her this.  She never replied.  It's been 24 hours.  I've been on the vodka ever since.

I just went on her Facebook.  I've not let myself do that for months.

Oh dear.  This is bad.