More Stuff! Yay!
Huzzah.
I'm sitting here, at... 4:20pm, feeling like utter poop. Last night, at 5, I get a call asking if I want to go to a party, a friends birthday. Why the hell not? So I get myself dressed, get on the bus, get on the train, and get to the party. 30 minutes in, and all of the alcohol has been consumed, and the birthday girl isn't even at the damn party yet.
Okay, Mistake #1.
I go, with a few friends, to the shops to get some more booze. I chip in a bit to pay for a bottle of wine, and buy myself 6 cans of Strongbow. MISTAKE.
Mistake #2.
We get back to the party, the birthday girl should be arriving in a few minutes. Huzzah. So I decide to drink a few of my Strongbows. MISTAKE.
Mistake #3.
In the space of about 15 minutes, I inhale all 6 cans of Strongbow. MISTAKE.
She, and a few more friends arrive. I am totally drunk as anything, but I manage to keep it together and socialize for about, oh, 10 minutes before I start falling over and slurring. Go team. So everyone gets a few laughs at my expense, as I tumble around hopelessly in my neverending struggle to stay upright. I lose the struggle. At about 11:30pm, people start feeling pretty sorry for me, and they know I have to be at the train station at 12:00 to get picked up, so they walk me to the station, and I avoid getting run down by a few angry motorists.
I try to keep cool in the car, acting normal, but I must've totally stunk of booze, and I was still slurring, so I just tried to shut up and get home. I did so, and promptly fell asleep. And so here I am! Huzzah!
No more booze for a while I think.
Yes.
I'm sitting here, at... 4:20pm, feeling like utter poop. Last night, at 5, I get a call asking if I want to go to a party, a friends birthday. Why the hell not? So I get myself dressed, get on the bus, get on the train, and get to the party. 30 minutes in, and all of the alcohol has been consumed, and the birthday girl isn't even at the damn party yet.
Okay, Mistake #1.
I go, with a few friends, to the shops to get some more booze. I chip in a bit to pay for a bottle of wine, and buy myself 6 cans of Strongbow. MISTAKE.
Mistake #2.
We get back to the party, the birthday girl should be arriving in a few minutes. Huzzah. So I decide to drink a few of my Strongbows. MISTAKE.
Mistake #3.
In the space of about 15 minutes, I inhale all 6 cans of Strongbow. MISTAKE.
She, and a few more friends arrive. I am totally drunk as anything, but I manage to keep it together and socialize for about, oh, 10 minutes before I start falling over and slurring. Go team. So everyone gets a few laughs at my expense, as I tumble around hopelessly in my neverending struggle to stay upright. I lose the struggle. At about 11:30pm, people start feeling pretty sorry for me, and they know I have to be at the train station at 12:00 to get picked up, so they walk me to the station, and I avoid getting run down by a few angry motorists.
I try to keep cool in the car, acting normal, but I must've totally stunk of booze, and I was still slurring, so I just tried to shut up and get home. I did so, and promptly fell asleep. And so here I am! Huzzah!
No more booze for a while I think.
Yes.
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