Well, Saturday night turned out ok.
Until the intervention of a certain Jose Cuervo. Bastard.
I met one of my friends work mates, who I think is way too good for me. I ended up spending the night with her, had almost complete memory loss of our time together, didn't get her number and woke up the next day a bit embarrassed and ashamed enough...
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To add to the realism of Guitar Hero i'm drinking Jack from the bottle, it helps me play Cowboys from Hell better