I’m dog tired so I’ll give the headlines.
M wasn’t there. In a totally unrelated incident I got totally drunk. Danced the night away. Got a lift home with R. Threw up out of the car outside the Jewish Old Age Home in Sandringham. (Sorry guys! Shalom) Got home safely … if not soundly.
PS: It’s my birthday next month and I have decided to celebrate it in style. After all, it’s not every day you turn 25. This is my 10th and final commemoration of reaching my quarter century and regrettably next year I shall be blowing out thirty candles on my cake.
There was talk about whether I should hold two parties; one for my ‘normal’ PG rated friends and a more rowdy one for my R rate friends.
I have such vastly different groups of friends …
Thoughts to ponder …
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