Just walking to my friend’s house was a bad start because of these rude guys yelling at me from their car. I didn’t appreciate it, but I brushed it off and ignored them.
However, my evening changed for the better when we went to a new pub that had gorgeous mahogany interior, and we were seated in an area called “The Snug”. Tried a Guinness (still don’t enjoy beer). Any alcohol I drank was matched with water...I would like to state here before I go any further that I don’t go out very often, nor do I drink very often. I also don’t drink to get drunk. No-one should.
^ The Snug, sorry for the foggy appearance. We felt like we were in a Western with the little doors. We were very much into the doors and decided The Snug should be our special place. The Snug is secluded from the rest of the pub, which is kind of contradictory, but I liked it :].
Then we briefly stopped off at a party with WAY too many people there. I wasn’t comfortable drinking around so many strangers. Someone had been smoking weed and the local police were headed there because of noise complaints and overcrowding, so thankfully we left. Met a Corgi and a Jack Russell Terrier on the way out and discussed future celebrity husbands with the owner of said dogs.
We ended up at a friend’s place, inevitably playing Kings, and water became neglected. On the way in some guy started yelling “Give her two! I’d give her two!” and I am still not sure what that meant (A score of two on a scale from one to ten? Two screws? Two more drinks?). Kings was fun, but I should have been paying better attention to what I was drinking.
The DD dropped me off at my place at 3AM. I couldn’t feel my face. I stayed up for about an hour because every time I closed my eyes I felt nauseous and disoriented. Once I had decided that I didn’t need to vomit I went to sleep, but since alcohol affects your sleep cycle I woke up four hours later. Still drunk.
Now, I am typing this up while still feeling tipsy. Strange. I honestly don’t think I drank that much, but most likely the lack of food and water along with the social influence of friends caused me to go too far.
And you know how I know I went too far? I texted people while I was drunk. Thankfully, I didn’t text anything terribly embarrassing just “I’m drunk” to a few friends, but I usually leave my phone alone when I drink so that I don’t do anything I regret.
Anyway, just thought I would drop in and tell you all about my night. I’ll check in again later.
