Recovery day! I was of no mind to write an entry last night so this can be for the whole weekend.
Saturday was some friends’ of ours hens Vs bucks night. We visited them starting off at lawn bowls. I utterly fail to comprehend the attraction of lawn bowls, even while drunk, and especially in the pouring rain. Escalation of commitment, I guess. I had two beers then went to visit Chelle and Jeremy, but then started feeling guilty for bailing so caught back up with the revellers at their house prior to the hens and bucks splitting up for raucus funtimes. Jason took them homemade absinthe to try, with hilarious results. I tried to warn them to have turpentine nearby as a chaser, not my fault they didn’t believe me.
I joined the bucks (I’m not much of a hen) for a bit who, for some odd reason, kept buying me lots of drinks. But by this point it was still only 5pm or something and just too early, so Jason & I went back to Chelle’s. We all got a bit wasted, but good wasted, if you know what I mean. I had some good chats. Simon came around (with Hello Kitty O’s!) and then took Vicki and her friend and I to the Beat. I had further good chats with Simon, and further funs with Vicki. We left at around 2am to go back to Vicki’s to lounge around in the bouncy castle ball pit with a bulbinator each for several hours. Yup.
After falling asleep on the couch for a bit I finally walked home at around 7am and slept until midday. I’d had plans to meet up with several people (Chelle, Storm, Brenton) but didn’t… refused to answer my phone or move from the couch. Rather rude of me, but if anyone knows me even a little then they should expect it, really.