Apologies for yesterday's entry, just read it back and realised quite how bad it was. If it makes things any better, I was so drunk when I did it that as soon as I'd spent at least 5 minutes squinting to get the site up and write it - trying to make the screen come into focus - I had to rush upstairs to be sick.
I had already been sick yesterday evening, about 45 minutes before. After work I had gone to my local for a couple of quiet beers. Nothing heavy, just decided to go for my first after-work pint in quite a while. There were a few of the regulars in there that I knew and before I knew it I'd had 4 or 5 pints. Then some of the bar staff who I know were drinking in the other bar and started buying me more booze, and shots and stuff. Hoping to have their wicked way with poor old innocent me probably. Probably.
Before I knew it was heavily drunk and had to leave, even left a pint which was very unlike me. Queue the most amazing exit I have ever achieved;
I grabbed my bag and coat, stood-up and announced to the pub that "I'm leaving now", before kissing a bald man on the head, shaking the landlord warmly by the hand, and then snogging one of the girls who was buying me drinks enthusiastically in front of the pub. And then I left and threw up just around the corner.
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