No hangover this morning. See, I'm not a total pisshead.
I did pretty much nothing all day today. A bit of extra work but thats not even worth talking about.
I went up to L's tonight. She sent me a message saying I should bring some whiskey. Now who am I to refuse? A nice bottle of Jamesons was in my bag when I left. She was in the mood to get a bit drunk. And so was I, as I was off the next day. We planned to suffer together. Misery loves company after all.
I got there and we got a nice big fire on the go and caught up on all the gossip. We did start the drinking pretty sharpish. A few glasses of wine for the lady and my smooth whiskey for me. Certainly did warm the cockles of the heart.
We got a bit tipsy and giggly, and a little frisky just before her friends arrived. Wendy and Jude. Such a laugh. I met Jude once before and we hit it off and bantered away.
I really got stuck into my whiskey while they finished the wine and got started on the Smirnoff. Ah such a laugh. Oh the room did start to spin a little bit. A slight gap in the memory and I was upstairs and it seemed a very good idea to lie on L's bed. Just for a second. I do remember L getting into bed next to me and I had undressed myself. Hmm. We passed out together. A really good night.
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