A for Alcoholic or S for Stupid.
Plan was to order a take away.
I was hungry at 5 and didn’t feel like dealing with watching the door like a hawk (our door bell is broken) decided to go meet Preston and we would go to the BBC and have a glass of wine and tapas.
Kitchen was nearly closed so we decided on two large glasses of red each there then went to Dish Dash for yummy Persian food and shared a bottle of red.
Jen mentioned that this was her New Years Eve since she has to work the 31st.
Foolishly we decide to keep drinking after dinner at The Bedford. I think we had three pints.
Came home. Jen thinks it would be funny if we went up to Stu and my room in our shoes and jump up and down on the bed to wind up Stuart. I get to the door, push- Stuart pushes the door closed and my pinky gets jammed. I scream. When we see that it hasn’t fallen off and that we are thwarted in our attack upon Young we decide the best course of action is to open another bottle of red.
Didn’t go to bed until 5 am.
I will be doing it all again today.
December 31st, 2007 at 4:10 pm
Oh god….just reading the account of the alcohol consumed is making my head spin. I feel incredibly dodgy……..