Right its decision time,Ive had 2 pints Cidre`s shall i have another or a nice glass of Vodka and lemonade.......with ice.... Vodka i think so..
Good choice , I`ve just finished 4 cidres so away to have a nice big house nip of vodka and fresh orange
Easy do a Remal and have one for each hand then you don't have to worry about making a choice just enjoy what you want when you want .... simples ..
I'm going to need to pace myself a bit. There's three days in this weekend. I just went to stand up and missed.
You know what. I'm not in any way claustrophobic but watching Apollo 18, pissed, has made me feel a bit...closed in.
Really pissed off with my mate who's just moved to London and suddenly knows everything about the place and won't listen to my advice despite me coming here on the pop fairly often.
Did I me tion that he thought the tube was 24 hr, bars were mostly free and open to 3 am. Both wrong. Now waiting for the night bus after not drinking for nearly 2 hours and somehow have not lost my temper with his inaccurate know it all I'm fookin wrong attitude. Bed is beaconing.
Will the little fecker in my skull please move his foot out of the back of my left eye. It really hurts.
In a way thats why i am glad i don't drink much .Just had a glass of bucks fizz (i think ) last night as i sat in the bath reading my trout fisherman magazine (19th Wedding Anniversary ) and all that.
Congratulations on the event, commiserations to Elaine, of course, but surely, sitting in the bath with a glass of fizz on your wedding anniversary.......reading a magazine.........? Come on dude, you're old, but you're not dead yet.
Think of it another way .Relaxing in a nice hot bubble bath drinking bucks fizz listerning to some good music and reading a mag ,against poncing around all night getting pissed through and regretting most of it.Theres plenty a good tune played by an old fiddle.
Morning...For once I can be self righteous having only had a couple of glasses of wine, we were not really in the mood, me with this bloody tooth ache in the top of my arse and L still not feeling brilliant after being ill last week. I even managed to watch Spartacus blood and sand without having to shut one eye to focus on the telly. So this is what a Saturday morning looks like without piss holes for eyes and a jack hammer digging trenches at the back of my head. Now if I could just shake of this back ache life would be peachy
I'm up, shit, shave, showered, dead Sky box autopsied, 160 gb hard drive retrieved, shoes shined, carpet hoovered, bathroom cleaned and polished. Now I'm going to have another go at this dodgy xBox. Hangovers are just alcohol leaving the body. Generally using an ice pick through the eyeballs and a jalapeño enema, but I've been a migraine sufferer most of my life so I treat hangovers like circuit training these days. Now. Where's me screwdriver.
PMSL. Perfect description of the Saturday morning 3 dumper clearout. Most Friday nights for me include a red wine starter, chicken or king prawn vindaloo washed down with more red wine, followed by red wine for afters = First - Lulls you in to a false sense of security thinking you have got away with it Second - Flock of starlings Third - This is the one's the one to watch out for because it’s the "jalapeño enema" Nice one Ken
