Staying in on a Friday night

    Yup, that’s what I did – I stayed in.

    Must be old age I hear you cry…probably right, but the various substances and vodka played a key part – I was too wasted to go out.

    Apparently, one day I’ll grow up…

    Whatever…

    EDIT: breakfast = remains of the vodka in a glass that smells of Sambucca and a coffee…should make for a good day…

    2nd EDIT: I’m hungover…I hate those creeping hangovers – you wake up fine, spring out of bed, then slowly, oh so slowly, your head starts gaining pounds until it feels like a 25kg weight and then the throbbing starts (stop giggling at the back)…breakfast at Tiffany’s* I think.

    I’m not sure I like my town anymore…might be time to move on.

    * Breakfast at Tiffany’s = early drink at the Falcon – opens early for some town market related reason *shrugs*

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    1. Dont give up on fun, your never to old when you have The CURE. Saved me a million times from partying late at night. You can get it on Amazon

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