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Sunday, February 15

I Rule (When Drunk)

LOL, I've just re-read my last post for the first time. I only vaguely remembered making a post on Wednesday night, when I was ridiculously drunk, and I reckon that it's one of the funniest things that I've ever read (if I may say so myself...). You can see just where my fingers had a slightly less-than-perfect aim at the keys I wanted to hit, and it sort of makes sense if you keep glancing at the keyboard as you read. Nevertheless, I rule.

I fucking knew that I was drunk on Wednesday when I got up on Thursday, I tell you. Jesus Christ, a hell of a bastard of a hangover. Add to that the fact that I overslept by an hour and had to rush in a stupid manner to get to my class on time, and I was not having a good day. Definitely not. I must have got through about 2 litres of water in a 2-hour class, and I was still hanging. For some stupid reason (i.e. because I was rushing) I also forgot that I still had random scrawlings all over my left arm. I was in such a rush that I only had about 2 minutes in the shower, as opposed to my usual leisurely 20-minute residence there, and didn't bother to scrub my arm that hard. I put a short-sleeve rugby shirt on, blatantly showing off the partly faded illegible marks covering my entire left forearm. I must have looked like a complete dick. I also had "I am Beer" and "Beer is me" on the back of my left hand, which probably completed the look. Yes, I was very, very drunk on Wednesday night. I rule.

Thursday afternoon was a little better, since I ended up going on a meandering stroll through Central London with a mate of mine (Hi Matt...). No apparent reason for me to be there, since I had an essay to do, as well as some other work. And therein lies my reasoning. I could either do work or not do work. Hmm, hard decision. We stumbled randomly on some filming for a BBC comedy show called 3 Non-Blondes, which was, well, scary. OK, 3 quite large black ladies, running towards you in spoof slow-motion, wearing Baywatch swimsuits would scare anyone. All the flesh and the bouncing and the flesh and the bouncing and the bouncing and the bouncing and the bouncing and the bouncing and the bouncing...

Sorry, got distracted by the replays of the bouncing in my mind for a second there. Oh, the bouncing!

Anyway, where was I? Ahh yes, I was explaining how Thursday was pretty much a washout. That was about all I managed to do on Thursday, because I just couldn't be assed to do the essay when I finally got home. Call me lazy, I don't care...


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