Monday, 9 November 2009

Confession #2

I was sick in the van.

Yep, yet again the curse of Dudley drove me to sickness. Yet again I was ridiculously close to my house. Why is it that whenever we go there, someone (more often that not me) gets just that little bit tooooo drunk? And that said drunken person cannot wait those extra 2 minutes to get down the road n up the stairs to the bathroom? Definate curse. But hey ho, I had a wonderful night and got to sing, dance n drink with some of my favouritist people, gossip about some of my unfavouritist people(a satisfyingly funny common theme of the weekend I must say)and generally have a good time. Unfortunately I now feel rather embarrassed and violated that a friend had to clean up my insides the morning after. Nice. Bring on next time!

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