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Hey everyone who still goes here (not many I'm guessing),
Such a night last night which means I'm REALLY suffering this morning, or is it afternoon? No time to confuse myself with that I've got to use all my journalistic (get in) skills to report on last night (what I can remember of it).
Well it all started at the Red Panda. Such a good laugh, good company, GREAT food, quick but average service (smiling wouldn't kill you) but it was such a class night. Me, Colleen, Rhea, Lyndsay, Lynn, someone else all headed up and just laughed ourselves silly all night. Me of course decided fancy restaurant, fancy food............lets get drunk. So I did indeed and the Vodski Redbull was VERY tasty!! Have to say this for Rhea's sake, QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK!! You should have heard the way they said Vodka Redbull and Funky Pie, I couldn't contain myself. Also managed to (gonna regret saying this) perform a sex act on the ice cream holder. No more will be said on this matter. I know I've missed so much and Colleen will kick my ass as I know theres something I'm totally forgetting but I can't remember, I'M SUFFERING!! One part I can't forget though is the car parked next to Colleen's. How on earth he/she (most probably she) got out of the door is a wonder to us all as there was absolutely no room at all. I've got a picture to which you won't believe!
So after Red Panda headed over to Dempseys for a while to say hello to Traci and Mel and buy her a wee drink to which I owed her although she swears shes doesn't drink, I'll be the judge of that. Also bought Mel a drink, I'm not that bad!! So headed there and stayed there dancing and dying till abt half 12 and then headed home. Had to wait a while for my lift (as she was late) so sat outside burger king kicking ass on Who Wants To Be A Millionaire. I won quarter of a mil, WOOHOO!! Although three girls asked me strangely "Is Dempseys open closed or shut?" to which I replied "WOOP". They didn't look impressed but I was still kinda drunk at this stage so I didn't care. Lift finally arrived and home I went to annoy the cats by chasing them and generally scaring the crap out of them to which I fell over no less than 4 times. Too smart for me the four legged b*stards!! Went online and low and behold ReaRea was online supposedly heading to bed only to reappear 2 minutes later at 2:20am and say "Both Rachael's stranded in Belfast, Roadtrip?" to which I said OF COURSE!! I was still hyper so Roadtrip was always going to be a good call.
Headed to Belfast, banter a flowing and music a pumping from back in the day of 1999. Perfect song came on, Eiffel 65 - Blue. Strange to think my head had BEEN blue only just under two weeks ago. All in all though the first few songs on that CD were amazing until we had to stick on some RnB but not before I had to direct our clueless ReaRea to Skye while hyper and mental. Got there in the end though, picked up the damsels in distress and headed over to the usual Saturday 3am spot, Bernie's Chip van. I didn't get anything as I was starting to feel fragile at this point. Although me and ReaRea did have the joy and delight to hear a REAL-LIFE black American man SPEAK like a REAL-LIFE black American man. "Fries not chips DAWG" or was it the other way round? Meh, either way it was class to hear and listen to. Headed back to his car, turned DOWN the music to a decent listenable level. I did attempt to do the dance to.......some song to which I'll find the name of later and failed miserable but think I've made the dance my own after a performance like that.
Proceeded home to which AGAIN I had to direct ReaRea to the top road of GreenIsland but halfway there he new the dillio so was sorted. Finally reached Rach C's house BUT NOT BEFORE ReaRea registered a 16/17 foot "Numero 11" on the road surface beating my record of 11 feet. Also woke up the house next to the car so escape and speed was of the most importance. Again, music was a flowing and banter a pumping while we discussed the situation of which shall be kept secret FOR THE TIME BEING. Still gotta sort everything out, lifts and people but hopefully can get the go ahead to which will amount to a classic night. Got home around........half 3 possibly later, found a tenner which I thought I'd spent which was ace and just sat on my PC chair playing the Playstation 2 (yeah confusing I know) till about 6am to which I then retired to bed for a well earned sleep. It was proving difficult though as my stomach was having its revenge but I survived, JUST. And here we are up to.........now.
Currently watching some crap about some other crap but just waiting on Eastenders to come on (yet more shame, its been a shameful night and a day for me so far). But yeah thats me done, long enough entry but just proves the brilliance of the night. So I shall quit while I'm head now and allow you's to get on with something better. I bid you's farewell!
TOODLES!!
xoxo
"Chips not fries DAWG" - The actual quote, will go down in me and ReaRea's legend.
Such a night last night which means I'm REALLY suffering this morning, or is it afternoon? No time to confuse myself with that I've got to use all my journalistic (get in) skills to report on last night (what I can remember of it).
Well it all started at the Red Panda. Such a good laugh, good company, GREAT food, quick but average service (smiling wouldn't kill you) but it was such a class night. Me, Colleen, Rhea, Lyndsay, Lynn, someone else all headed up and just laughed ourselves silly all night. Me of course decided fancy restaurant, fancy food............lets get drunk. So I did indeed and the Vodski Redbull was VERY tasty!! Have to say this for Rhea's sake, QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK!! You should have heard the way they said Vodka Redbull and Funky Pie, I couldn't contain myself. Also managed to (gonna regret saying this) perform a sex act on the ice cream holder. No more will be said on this matter. I know I've missed so much and Colleen will kick my ass as I know theres something I'm totally forgetting but I can't remember, I'M SUFFERING!! One part I can't forget though is the car parked next to Colleen's. How on earth he/she (most probably she) got out of the door is a wonder to us all as there was absolutely no room at all. I've got a picture to which you won't believe!
So after Red Panda headed over to Dempseys for a while to say hello to Traci and Mel and buy her a wee drink to which I owed her although she swears shes doesn't drink, I'll be the judge of that. Also bought Mel a drink, I'm not that bad!! So headed there and stayed there dancing and dying till abt half 12 and then headed home. Had to wait a while for my lift (as she was late) so sat outside burger king kicking ass on Who Wants To Be A Millionaire. I won quarter of a mil, WOOHOO!! Although three girls asked me strangely "Is Dempseys open closed or shut?" to which I replied "WOOP". They didn't look impressed but I was still kinda drunk at this stage so I didn't care. Lift finally arrived and home I went to annoy the cats by chasing them and generally scaring the crap out of them to which I fell over no less than 4 times. Too smart for me the four legged b*stards!! Went online and low and behold ReaRea was online supposedly heading to bed only to reappear 2 minutes later at 2:20am and say "Both Rachael's stranded in Belfast, Roadtrip?" to which I said OF COURSE!! I was still hyper so Roadtrip was always going to be a good call.
Headed to Belfast, banter a flowing and music a pumping from back in the day of 1999. Perfect song came on, Eiffel 65 - Blue. Strange to think my head had BEEN blue only just under two weeks ago. All in all though the first few songs on that CD were amazing until we had to stick on some RnB but not before I had to direct our clueless ReaRea to Skye while hyper and mental. Got there in the end though, picked up the damsels in distress and headed over to the usual Saturday 3am spot, Bernie's Chip van. I didn't get anything as I was starting to feel fragile at this point. Although me and ReaRea did have the joy and delight to hear a REAL-LIFE black American man SPEAK like a REAL-LIFE black American man. "Fries not chips DAWG" or was it the other way round? Meh, either way it was class to hear and listen to. Headed back to his car, turned DOWN the music to a decent listenable level. I did attempt to do the dance to.......some song to which I'll find the name of later and failed miserable but think I've made the dance my own after a performance like that.
Proceeded home to which AGAIN I had to direct ReaRea to the top road of GreenIsland but halfway there he new the dillio so was sorted. Finally reached Rach C's house BUT NOT BEFORE ReaRea registered a 16/17 foot "Numero 11" on the road surface beating my record of 11 feet. Also woke up the house next to the car so escape and speed was of the most importance. Again, music was a flowing and banter a pumping while we discussed the situation of which shall be kept secret FOR THE TIME BEING. Still gotta sort everything out, lifts and people but hopefully can get the go ahead to which will amount to a classic night. Got home around........half 3 possibly later, found a tenner which I thought I'd spent which was ace and just sat on my PC chair playing the Playstation 2 (yeah confusing I know) till about 6am to which I then retired to bed for a well earned sleep. It was proving difficult though as my stomach was having its revenge but I survived, JUST. And here we are up to.........now.
Currently watching some crap about some other crap but just waiting on Eastenders to come on (yet more shame, its been a shameful night and a day for me so far). But yeah thats me done, long enough entry but just proves the brilliance of the night. So I shall quit while I'm head now and allow you's to get on with something better. I bid you's farewell!
TOODLES!!
xoxo
"Chips not fries DAWG" - The actual quote, will go down in me and ReaRea's legend.