Oh. My. Goodness.
Monday was very interesting and eventful. That's obvious really as it's now Wednesday and I'm only just in a condition to write this.
Here's a rundown: Student Union (5); Van Dyke (2); Hatchet (2); Berkley (2); Mate's house (1); Quarterpounder with cheese; Coronation Tap (4); Clifton Wine Bar (1); The White Hart (2); Lloyds (2); Evolution (unknown); Potato wedges in gravy, and a can of Fanta
KEY:
Location (amount of drinks consumed)
Wetherspoon Pub
Anything swallowed that was non-alcohol
At first glance two things stand out: how do I remember and why aren't I dead. The former is due to the fact there was a hardcore group of six taking part in the 12 hour binge, expanding up to about 25 at one point and ending up with 2 of us at the end, so it was a group recount to figure out what actually happened. In answer to the latter I have no fucking idea, but yesterday was spent doing little to nothing. About five in the afternoon we got up enough energy to play video games for the next four hours and then watch TV for a bit. Then I passed out about 11.
The scary thing is that although all the English and Drama dissertations were due in on Monday, my mates who do Medie studies hand their's in today. Another messy messy evening.
Farewell folks, I'm off to shave while I still have the energy. I know some quite like the beard, but I only generally have one when I'm writing and I don't want to be doing that anytime soon (except to talk to you guys of course!).
I'll be seeing ya
T
PS. Glasto ticket money finally left my account, I'm fucking going! Woo hoo!
Monday was very interesting and eventful. That's obvious really as it's now Wednesday and I'm only just in a condition to write this.
Here's a rundown: Student Union (5); Van Dyke (2); Hatchet (2); Berkley (2); Mate's house (1); Quarterpounder with cheese; Coronation Tap (4); Clifton Wine Bar (1); The White Hart (2); Lloyds (2); Evolution (unknown); Potato wedges in gravy, and a can of Fanta
KEY:
Location (amount of drinks consumed)
Wetherspoon Pub
Anything swallowed that was non-alcohol
At first glance two things stand out: how do I remember and why aren't I dead. The former is due to the fact there was a hardcore group of six taking part in the 12 hour binge, expanding up to about 25 at one point and ending up with 2 of us at the end, so it was a group recount to figure out what actually happened. In answer to the latter I have no fucking idea, but yesterday was spent doing little to nothing. About five in the afternoon we got up enough energy to play video games for the next four hours and then watch TV for a bit. Then I passed out about 11.
The scary thing is that although all the English and Drama dissertations were due in on Monday, my mates who do Medie studies hand their's in today. Another messy messy evening.
Farewell folks, I'm off to shave while I still have the energy. I know some quite like the beard, but I only generally have one when I'm writing and I don't want to be doing that anytime soon (except to talk to you guys of course!).
I'll be seeing ya
T
PS. Glasto ticket money finally left my account, I'm fucking going! Woo hoo!
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Glad to hear it was interesting - Where's Van Dyke anyway? I'm assuming it's near your union, but then i don't know exactly where that is either.
Looking forward to Tuesday though.
YAY
And you should have listened to my advice dude.