August 3rd, 2005

-- This grace you are drowning in

And once again: Scrumpy is the devil. *horns*

Last night the Lesbian Flat of Doom became the Drunken Flat of Doom. I'm not even sure where it began. I pestered Tim to come over and entertain us, and then Nikki showed up and then somehow it was decided that Tim needed to go home and bring back things to drink.

And so he returned with scrumpy. Oh, what fools we are. *shakes head* Anyway, one bottle between three people is just unacceptable! So we went on a past-midnight quest to countdown to buy more.

We discovered that not all countdowns are 24 hours. And there was flailing. So someone had the stupidly brilliant idea to walk into the middle of the city where I knew for sure there was a 24/7 place.

And so we did.

And the night just got progressivly drunker and drunker.

By the time we got home it was about 5 in the morning. I crashed into bed at about 6.

I woke up at 10 still drunk. Oh, the inhumanity of it all. I still feel a little booze affected, but I think by now it's mostly tiredness.

All in all the night went well. I am pointedly ignoring all the things that weren't good in favour of the things that were. Because I'm wicked good at that. I will, no doubt, remember- in detail- more things that I said to people in my drunken state last night. Already I flail slighty at that. Any thoughts people had on me about be strong and/or together are totally fucked to hell now but not much I can do about that.

And now I'm going to go eat food. Because, damn, I'm so fucking hungry I could eat scrumpy tequila sambuca something with actual food content, dammit!
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Dear People Whom I Know In Real Life:

Birthday Drinkies at the Lesbian Flat of Doom

To celebrate Raen's 20th (on the 1st) and my 21st -yea gods!- (on the 9th) there will be a drinkies at our place this Saturday (the 6th). There has been talk of fancy dress (this was Sena's idea) but I don't go in for that sort of crazy thing... But if you want to dress up, feel free ^_^ We're doing a dessert-night-thing so bring along something sweet. And, of course, booze. Cause it's our birthday(s)! Show up at about eight-ish, I suppose. And then leave when you fall down.

Please note Random People Reading This: This is not an open invite People who are wanted there know who they are and have already been invited or will be very soon. Anyone showing up on our doorstep who is unwanted will be turned away. Because I am teh bitch and it's my party. So there.

But for all those people who we want there, I say yay. Eat, drink, and be merry, for tomorrow we die on Saturday we're old ^_^

And now I have finally made this post and I winzors at life.
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