I awoke today on the floor of a acquaintances lounge room after a rather disruptive night out. It seems my alcohol consumption was perhaps a little too excessive last night. A reuniting with some old drinking cohorts meant tomfoolery a plenty. None of them being more momentous or uproarious than finding Haris passed out up against a shop front across the road from the pub. Managing to help him find his way home, he thanked all assisting parties by projectile vomiting down the side of my car. How terrific yet unexpected. Nothing out of the norm I suppose.
The consequences of the nights drinking were somewhat redundant. Only after four panadol, several glasses of kool aid, a visit to the supermarket, sushi and a boost juice was I actually able to interact properly without some sort of satirical remark.
Finally arriving home around midday, I immediately changed into home/sleep attire and spent the rest of the day reminiscing through music and DVDs. Romy has found her way onto my lap and we are currently viewing Ratatouille.
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