Mar 18, 2010 09:06
OI... Ah dun even thin I kin smell hair of the dog taday. *mumbling in Gaelic* Whoever ah beat at pool, ah... I can give ye somea yer money back. But I think I spent most of it on rounds. Thankfully ah dun think anyone's here, not like me to have people follow me home.
Bahhh, anyone wanna sod off responsibilities and get some breakfast?
(OOC: Feel free to have Keats have done ANYTHING you want last night. Play the fiddle, sing, start a long conversation about random literature crap... He doesn't remember. Just keep him from being a jerk, not in his nature. Feel free to be in his apartment in any state of dress or IN HIS CLOTHES.)
hungover,
not cursed,
what did i do last night?