I just woke up and I'm still drunk. I can't remember leaving, I can't remember if I made an idiot of myself or not, I can't remember how I got home but I must have successfully rode my bike cause I checked and it's in the kitchen. I'm in bed and I'm just wearing a t-shirt which is unusual because usually I'm naked or wearing boxers or boxers and a T but never just the T by itself.
Once I sober up this hangover is going to be epic. I took a couple mersyndols in anticipation, like throwing a mattress under a plane about to crash. I'll have to go get more later, they were the last two. I'm thinking I might go to the city and check out JB hifi. I'm really trying to remember but the last thing I can see is being out of Canadian Club and kind hearted Dan bringing out some Jamesons. JB have a games sale on at the moment. I texted Magda and she said it was all fun and good times, but I think she left before I did. I have a strange urge to play that new Sega all stars racing game. I'll get another bottle of whiskey too. You can play as Alex Kidd riding his red bike. If you have my missing memories please leave them here.