My head hurts
All this partying is starting to catch up to me ... CreamyGoodness told me he was disappointed to see me slowing down already
I guess 3 straight weeks of partying til dawn is about my limit.
So yeah, I think no drinking tonight. I'll probably go down to Garlics to hang out and chat, but leave off on the booze. No big deal, really, since my pal Arthur will be there, and he's off the bottle for a few weeks, himself. We'll hang out and be sober together.
Last night's meet at the Ship was fun. Afterwards, Aosoth, Kinto, Adam73, and myself wandered down the block to St Moritz to rock out til late night. A&A left before closing, probably wisely, Kinto fell asleep, curled up on the bench, my friend Jeanette and her new fella came by for a bit before heading to King's Cross for the Kerang party, and I ended up talking for the rest of the night with a chef that works at a catering biz run by a guy that used to run a 3-Michelin star restaurant, and he took my number and said he wants me to come work for them. We talked food and kitchen-life for quite a while, and really hit it off quite well. Would be lovely if that works out!
I need hydration.
All this partying is starting to catch up to me ... CreamyGoodness told me he was disappointed to see me slowing down already
I guess 3 straight weeks of partying til dawn is about my limit.
So yeah, I think no drinking tonight. I'll probably go down to Garlics to hang out and chat, but leave off on the booze. No big deal, really, since my pal Arthur will be there, and he's off the bottle for a few weeks, himself. We'll hang out and be sober together.
Last night's meet at the Ship was fun. Afterwards, Aosoth, Kinto, Adam73, and myself wandered down the block to St Moritz to rock out til late night. A&A left before closing, probably wisely, Kinto fell asleep, curled up on the bench, my friend Jeanette and her new fella came by for a bit before heading to King's Cross for the Kerang party, and I ended up talking for the rest of the night with a chef that works at a catering biz run by a guy that used to run a 3-Michelin star restaurant, and he took my number and said he wants me to come work for them. We talked food and kitchen-life for quite a while, and really hit it off quite well. Would be lovely if that works out!
I need hydration.
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No recollection of sleeping in the St Moritz... well I made it home quite fast this time (I think).
hahaha reminds me of that time in a club with a outside terrace in the south of France, where I had pretty much started to sleep on a bench after way too many JD's. Apparently, I was a real bum, snoring & all that. I was in that club with a friend who started talking to 2 girls while I was asleep. Apparently, they were appalled by me and they were taking the piss, so he did too, pretending he didn't know me. A good plan if it wasn't for the fact that I woke up, saw him & got to his table & started talking utter bollocks. The girls left in about 5 minutes sharp.
He didn't get laid