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January 22, 2007

the wonderful thing about tiggers....

Hmm, Friday. Yes, I shall tell you about Friday. I got drunk. That special kind of drunk that makes you walk straight past your flat. I may add that I was actually trying to find the flat in order to enter it as it was pouring icicles and I was a bit on the chilly side. I say a bit, I really mean I was convulsing due to the cold. It all started when Ula had a cunning plan.....

*loses herself in thought and casts her mind back*

Ula, "Let's have a drink on Friday to celebrate being back"
Kat, "Okay, that sounds just dandy, I'll bring some celery and dips"
Ula, "And I'll bring carrots sticks and Doritos"

Mistake number one: Not eating a proper meal

Kat, "Oooo, My best friend Leigh gave me some vodka for Christmas, I'll bring that along too"
Ula, "How terrif, I have some Chinese vodka I've been meaning to try"*
Kat, "Great! We'll have one or two and a quiet night in"

Mistake number two: Bringing own booze, assuming it'll be a quiet night in and *Ula omitting to say it's 52% and tastes like artificial pineapples *shudders at the thought*

Kat, "What time should I pop round? Last lecture finishes at 1pm on a Friday"
Ula, "Well, if we have a few in the afternoon, you'll be home early and can get to bed early too so that you can start your important essay at 7am on a Saturday morning"
Kat, " Don't be silly, I think I may have a lie in and start it at 8am...*chortle chortle*"

Mistake number three: Starting at 2 in the afternoon

So, I "popped round" and had one or two or three, before we knew it we hitting that Chinese stuff *shudders again*, and I even ended up drinking this

Yes, it is called Viagra, and yes, it made from the penis of a deer. Why did I drink it? I though it was a poor translation and that Ula was joking about the penises. So, after my all too close encounter with that bottle, we ventured off to a club. We were waiting in line, and the bouncers were making there way down asking for ID, and kicking out anyone who couldn't produce any. So, it came to our turn, and heaven forbid if I actually carry ID with me. It's not like i go out or anything, ever....I gave the bouncer the big ol' kitten eyes and said that I only had my student card. Seeing as I was in rather a state, I think the kitten eyes looked more like an alley cat's eyes after a scrap. Needless he proceeded to ask me my age, to which I reassuringly, and in my most non-slurring voice proclaimed that I was 23. He said that was fine and moved on to the next person.

Well, if I have ever been so insulted in my life. I can't believe he just took my answer like that. No questioning, nothing. I nearly pulled him back for him to question me, or at least question my friends. Really....23...*grumbles off*. If I could have had an argument, I would have. I still can't believe him, the cheek of believing that I looked 23. Well I am, but still, you don't just agree like that. Anyway, we entered, paid £5 and got 2 free doubles. T'was awesome. From then on it's a bit blurry. Some poor girl has loads of photos of Ula, Richie?? and me grinning awkwardly at her camera phone. We then stumbled home past the hour of midnight, and I think I may have climbed into bed at 1:30am after leaving the house nearly 12 hours prior. A good night indeed.

On an awesome note.... these were made for me. No longer will I have to say "my toes are cold", and I can happily game-I mean write essays- into the early hours without having to stop due to icy peripherals

Posted by kat at January 22, 2007 10:49 PM

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