You can’t be too careful- malaria is a bitch - I’d have another
🍻🍷 The Map of 🇲🇷 Booze thread whatever the title says (or is changed to when moderately intoxicated)
Out with friends (yes I do have some @saintbletch) tonight to the Coffe Club on the Quay, he’s an ex-squaddie so can put them away. I expect to quaff a few red wines.
And no driving tonight either
I am slightly pickled. Three cans in to a four can pint Red Stripe Jamboree. I am probably going to bed after can four.
Celebrating some mostly good news. The eyesight prob has gotten worse, but the cool thing about it getting worse is that people have said “fuck dude, we probably gotta treat you”. That’s happening next Thursday.
This has been an interesting and humbling old experience. I do not mind saying that day one, I was an utter mess, functionally illiterate and spending most of the day in a Prague hospital big on medical insurance and pretty fucking small on bedside manner.
I needlessly lost the sight in my left eye thirty years ago because I had a similar incident and was a stupid kid that thought it’d clear up on its own. It would have been sorted had I got my arse down to the Eye Hospital sharpish. I did not. It did not. I knew time was an issue when the right eye got fucked up.
Anyways, this morning a panel of specialists took a look at my pictures over five weeks, and have decided I’m worth treating. My biggest fear was them saying “sorry mate, they’re nothing we can do for you”.
Pretty hopeful. Being treated at St Paul’s. If that’s not a good omen, I don’t know what is. And if that’s not a good reason for Red Stripe #4, fuck yis all. I’m drinking it anyway.
Fuck red stripe 4. 5,6,7 and 8 are in order
Guys. I’m mixing my drinks. It will not end well.
A friend expects me to meet her at 12 tomorrow to go to an illustrators thing.
What’s the odds I’ll get there
Must stay sober… bidding on a Rosebank 12 year old Malt online and temptation will get the better of me if pished and mad stupid bids that Mrs MoT will not approve of will ensue…
If you can read this, get a friend to send a text on your phone saying you are unwell and can’t make tomorrow (& add a link to this reply😉)
I don’t have my reading glasses on and have deciphered this message. 4th glass of champagne after double g&t.
Met a long term drug user and well wow. He is barely able to string a sentence in his late 40s. Drugs don’t work on this occasion.
Take the evening off from work stuff, go home, pick up a kebab and get a few drinks of choice from the corner shop (& anything you need for breakfast) - and most importantly have a lie-in tomorrow morning
It’s like some evil dreadlocked sheep
Sludge?
Yep
Nice sock btw. Where did you get them?
Fat face
Father’s Day next week - I’ll instruct the kids…
Ta!
Harsh.
Wiiilllllsssssooooonnnnnn
I have managed to make it home relatively sober. Off to bed now before I’m tempted to comment on Barry’s bullshit. Great party, live, all girl music, great food, happy days.