Sean of the Dead.

It turns out that Canfield isn't mad at us afterall Joe. Whew! He is still hung over and has no recollection of how he got home Sunday night/Monday morning. I mistook his absolute silence these last 3 days as another one of those "Sean's mad about some slight he perceived someone (normally me) tossed his way". It turns out he's just a big baby who can't handle 27 shots of bourbon and 15 beers. Creampuff.

Jenny G mentioned earlier today that Canfield was probably totally pissed with her too - although she can't remember what nasty things she said to him. He doesn't even remember talking to her, but I could almost swear that they were sitting on the sofa completely engaged in conversation for about 20 minutes.

Had I known he was as bombed as he was, I would have sent him home with 3 Thai transvestites, a jar of mayonnaise and a camcorder - just like we did with Ben last Xmas.

Missed opportunities.

Damn.