There is still a very healthy supply of blood in my alchohol stream this friday eve.
Tonight was all about the Super Lemon Haze.
What a beautiful life.
There is still a very healthy supply of blood in my alchohol stream this friday eve.
Tonight was all about the Super Lemon Haze.
What a beautiful life.
…or a healthy level of blood and alcohol in your THC stream by the sound of it
I am up nice and early largely because I got pretty drunk last night and had to get up for a shit. Pleased to report that despite the requisite chemical composition for a spill, scrotal or otherwise, the morning has been without incident so far.
I am already doing ms pap’s head in on account of “coming up and down the stairs” while “she is trying to get some sleep”. I’ve got no fucking clue why she is complaining given the upturn in her circumstances.
Three hours ago, I was farting loudly on her leg. Surely a bit of in-house dawn skippery is less annoying than that?
I wanted to comment on this last night but couldn’t find the phone that was in my pocket
God Bless Samoan Fog Cutters and Happy Hour at Trader Vics to set the evening up well. Then follow that through with the ever reliable Bullfrogs washed down with Free Beers for signing badly at karaoke.
Apparently I had a good evening, although according to Social Media this morning it would appear that I danced the Macarena last night. In a Night Club. At my Age.
Grandad Dancing - a whole new level of wrongness was hit last night
You’re a prick Phil.
You know that simply mentioning the word Macarena instantly plays the song in the head of whomever bears witness.
I was having such a lovely morning as well
From the headache I have now I think I was slightly pickled last night. I went to the Dolphin for the first time ever. There was a band playing 80s 90s rock stuff and to avoid getting too drink I lined my stomach with some very nice chips. Lovely pub.
Then to the Taproom and ended up in Vodka Rev’s where we had smuggled our bottle of wine into. Classy. There was a shot of that stuff that tastes like medicine, some dancing and thankfully home.
Why am I awake now!?! I want to sleep more.
I hear that you’re so fucked up that you’re incapable of getting into a car. Even when you’ve got the wonder of me at the end of your journey.
Yeah unfortunately just a bit too early for me. I need recovery time. I was probably being too optimistic about managing 3 nights out in a row as well. Too old for that sort of lifestyle.
Three nights out in a row??
I haven’t done that since I followed the Nolans’ UK tour in 79.
Solpadeine Max* (soluble) I tell thee. Take two and all is well with the world.
*prolonged use can cause addiction (i.e. they’re great on an empty stomach)
This Friday coming I will be very intoxicated all on the company´s dime. A leaving party for the vessel I have been on for the last 6 month´s.
Hopfully it will stretch to food and female night fighters in Macae. Before a 30 hour plus travel back home to the philippines.
Fuck Yeah!
Bastard week, bastard day. Had a day off work to help my folks move some stuff… 7 hours of humping heavy plants and furniture… Old man fell over and smashed his eye socket… 3 hours in casualty for an anti-septic wipe and steristrip… 3/4 bottle of Prosecco consumed, now on the Sharp’s DoomBar, will finish on the 18 year old Dalmore or 12 year single cask/cask strength limited Lagavulin… Tomorrow I will weep.
Doing the Dad taxi thing tonight, so only the one small wine with dinner. Will finish the bottle along with a couple of cold tinnies once car parked for the night.
13.1 Miles on Sunday so no booze for me tonight
Plenty pasta though
Drinking an utterly delicious 9.5% coffee double stout from Mad Hatter of Liverpool. Couldn’t give a toss how trendy this supposedly is - it’s epic.
Quite. Heaven forbid there be difference in what tickles each of our tastebuds.
Ant, chill out over the ‘trendy’ beer thing - it was a critique of the over emphasis on ‘new trendy brew dog hype’ - not a critique of the beers…
Ant, how did you post your reply to Gay before he posted his post? Have I had too much gin?*
* This is clearly a ridiculous notion. There is no such thing as too much gin.
Its the wierd Sotaonians time continuum post ale (all type) time mind fuck thingy… confuse me everytime