Wednesday 30 March 2005

Impromtu nights out are always the best

I feel rough, help me Jebus!

I was about to go home last night and venture out on a run but just as I was leaving I was asked if I wanted a quick beer. It had been a tough day and the fact that I have no will power with that kind of thing I said yes…

…7 quick beers later I staggered back to Battersea in the pouring rain. Soaked.

I’ve got another tough day today so expect another hungover story tomorrow morning.

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