Life's a Party

I've had this open for a couple of days now, my initial thought that it might be another CB memorial fic dispelled by your John graphic and my brain's automatic completion of the title with "soup". Skimming I was pleasantly surprised by a bitterly funny John, but immediately wary he'd be punished for that attitude (the recipy for soup (hah, knew it) notwithstanding). There are enough self-recriminations (very IC) and asshole callings, but there's also "He wasn't sorry. He wasn't sorry." and more bitter or funny apt observations differing refreshingly from the norm, from Katie to DW, and John is so utterly loveable. I'd nearly offered you to beta because it's rare these days I like a fic, but then I read your footnotes *g*