There is no Santa!
Last night was Roxanne's birthday, so we all got a little (or in her and her boyfriend Simon's case, very) drunk and then went to Rewind, an eighties/old school night at the Union. Roxanne and Simon disappeared very early on but the rest of us carried on drinking and dancing like fools. I was going through the tri-problems of Rob Troubles, Work Troubles and Confidence Troubles, so as you can imagine I had a bit. If you bought four shots of After Shock you got an Aftershock Christmas Hat. I thought Steven, Laura and I were going to be sick.
Texts from last night, sent by me:
To Kash: Wher are wolv? Rewind!
To Pete: No, s'song. Due be here we are bobbing yes.
Or a.... Phonetign. oh i don't know. marry us.
Who lloyp yes. Come no down.
To Adam: Yrwrecked! I am so sorry just hz texting mood. ignore us. dance dance dance ignore us.
To Rob: (unsent) We are tweptmk but yes.
Dude, I was wrecked. I've only ever gotten wrecked at The Club, I think, where there are taxis waiting outside to take us home, so after waiting for what seemed like ages at the Safety Bus, we staggered home. Let me tell you, my lines were not straight!
Texts recieved by lovely people last night:
From Pete: You are sad, but I still love you.
From Adam: Hehe youre so funny that's why I love you. From zargon, x
Thanks guys, you make the mortal embarrassment of getting totally pissed and re-reading the texts I sent to people quite bearable!
I WILL write about London soon. I will I will I will.
Texts from last night, sent by me:
To Kash: Wher are wolv? Rewind!
To Pete: No, s'song. Due be here we are bobbing yes.
Or a.... Phonetign. oh i don't know. marry us.
Who lloyp yes. Come no down.
To Adam: Yrwrecked! I am so sorry just hz texting mood. ignore us. dance dance dance ignore us.
To Rob: (unsent) We are tweptmk but yes.
Dude, I was wrecked. I've only ever gotten wrecked at The Club, I think, where there are taxis waiting outside to take us home, so after waiting for what seemed like ages at the Safety Bus, we staggered home. Let me tell you, my lines were not straight!
Texts recieved by lovely people last night:
From Pete: You are sad, but I still love you.
From Adam: Hehe youre so funny that's why I love you. From zargon, x
Thanks guys, you make the mortal embarrassment of getting totally pissed and re-reading the texts I sent to people quite bearable!
I WILL write about London soon. I will I will I will.