Hangover. My legs hurt.
Drunk
hurt so much. I apparently stole a rather larger traffic cone last night as I woke up next to it in my bed. I took me a while, as i arose to consciousness, to realize that I hadn't taken home some horribablly orange michael Khors looking trick. "Danielle" is written in large stenciled black letters on the cone. That may provide clues to where I went after the bar but before the train last night....hmmm
Went to town, got pissed and pilled up, went back to my mates house for a party at 2am, carried on doing pills till 7am this morning, got back to mine at approximately 9.30, made myself a fry-up and just carried on with the day without going to sleep.
Feeling a bit dodgy now though, might've been a mistake.
Never again, comrades.
Went to town, got pissed and pilled up, went back to my mates house for a party at 2am, carried on doing pills till 7am this morning, got back to mine at approximately 9.30, made myself a fry-up and just carried on with the day without going to sleep.
yep, you're 20
It's a long weekend here and I've only had one beer. Fucking pissweak I know. I did however see "Accidental Death of an Anarchist" (first play I've seen since I was in primary school) and watch some low-impulse-control mates set off $600 worth of fireworks in honour of the Queen (the long weekend is for her birthday which is actually in April).
I was drunk last night, fell asleep on the bus on the way home. Which then involved limping home quite a bit longer (i have my leg in a big cast - broken kneecap - and my arm in a sling - broken collarbone - at the moment). Nice people on the street whom I bump into show concern and interest in me though. Getting sympathy from homelesses and everything. Love it.
I've a cut on my elbow from where I drunkenly climbed up the wall of the local bakery and in the open window. I'm like spiderman with rum.
see even pissed you transcend crustie lifestylism!
"Comrades! We don't want to dive the dumpster we want to dive the whole fucking bakery!!"
On Saturday I went to see the first production of David Raeburn's new translation of Philoctetes 'cause my friend was in the chorus and then went out for late night ice cream, and last night I abused my position as veggie rep by eating loads of free doughnuts and drinking free champagne at the last committee meeting of term, then watched Big Brother with the drunken college president. I think I'm starting to hate myself 
guydebordisdead wrote:
I've a cut on my elbow from where I drunkenly climbed up the wall of the local bakery and in the open window. I'm like spiderman with rum.see even pissed you transcend crustie lifestylism!
"Comrades! We don't want to dive the dumpster we want to dive the whole fucking bakery!!"
Next time I see you I should have quite a few witty dublin crust stories to share.
revol68 wrote:
guydebordisdead wrote:
I've a cut on my elbow from where I drunkenly climbed up the wall of the local bakery and in the open window. I'm like spiderman with rum.see even pissed you transcend crustie lifestylism!
"Comrades! We don't want to dive the dumpster we want to dive the whole fucking bakery!!"
Next time I see you I should have quite a few witty dublin crust stories to share.
ronan told me some valuable information yesterday.


I'm drunk how about you? Don't worry ya damn moralists i took the damn train. But i'm totally sloshed and feel this is a state that needs to be shared. So whats up you stupid limey bastareds.