#139

I am too old for partying in the middle of the week... actually no, I am not, I just drink too much... I think I got pretty close to 400 ml of whiskey... No wonder I am feeling a little sick now...

Queen butch/femme blah blah party sucked. I really hope that there was actually some real programme before I went there, cause otherwise... a three year old could have made it more entertaining... The music was good though... and God, it is 3 in the afternoon and I am still detoxing... not good... it's been a while I drank like a pig... shame on me. I wonder... if I am so disappointed after being dead drunk... I would have died from boredom or whatever if I was sober... I guess it would have been fun if I actually knew someone there... ah well...

God, I feel sick...

#130 Let's promote... aaaaand OUT!

I got so wasted last night...
Let's give it up for the new irish whiskey, which turned out to be quite fine.
It was really the ad that caught my attention...


ETA: Loads of Bushmils, some Clontarf and a couple of shots lead to me talking loads, not remembering obviously important conversations... I am trying really hard to make the white spots not so white, but no luck so far. Anyway, I've been told that apparently I told my flatmate's friend that I am gay, that an orgasm caused by a woman is a lot better than one from a man and so on. My flatmate now knows => all my flatmates (read friends) know. It was quite awkward. I feel nervous and relieved... (will update the story when more happens :))

#125 At the end of the Universe

Whiskey promotions rock...
I really should consider drinking less. I am getting old for that...
The next day is always hard these days...