So I went out and had a merry old time last night, even though I only had a few drinks I woke up this morning with my head pounding. I think that’s more to do with the late night than anything – Hairy and I didn’t actually get in to bed until about 3am so being semi conscious at 10am is no mean feat! I managed to get dressed and everything 🙂
We met the other Vikings last night, which was really surprisingly fun. It’s nice to be surrounded by people who have similar interests and think that your cloak is the coolest thing ever (and honestly mean it). I got at least two people last night asking me where I’d got it, although I think I alarmed some of the regulars in the nice old pub by swooshing through to the bar 🙂 The Crown in Beeston is a lovely place to drink, and has a good range of ciders and ale on tap so Hairy was in heaven and managed to finagle a good few drinks out of the others while I walked a very drunk littlest Viking back to campus. By the time I got back, Hairy and the last little Viking had quit the Crown and so we took the little Viking into town to show him some places to drink. I felt so old, wandering around town knowing exactly where I was going unlike all the freshers staggering around on high heels! I’m always in boots so I don’t have to worry about getting drunk knees and falling off my heels 😀
Even though we’d planned to be good and sort out the flat this weekend, Hairy’s been stolen from me to go and help his brother move into his new place because he needs help with heavy lifting. I’ll try to get Hairy working later, but the likelihood is that he’ll collapse when he gets in and just groan at me if I try to be mean to him 🙂 It’s fine, I’ve got some time in the week to be doing stuff.
What are your plans for the weekend? How do you function after a late night out boozing?