May 28, 2006 14:46
I went out for this first hardcore night in the broath. and it was an awesome night, one of those nights where you could just keep drinking and never feel sick. Although the consequeses seemed to be that after I got home I have no memory of how I got to bed or why for some of my actions. First off I wake up in bed nothing out of the ordinary there and mother comes in tellin me she washed my clothes I left in the kitchen??? This means I must have somehow taken all my clothes off (save the boxers) downstairs and wandered up to bed. Also raiding the fridge I found my bracelets just sitting happy as larry in the middle of a shelf?
Mighty strange but an awesome night