Freaking saturday night

Since I haven't been out for quiet some time, my best friends decided to drag me to a party on Sat night as most of you witnessed on the comments for my blog Its been while (actually my experience with such nights aren't quiet great but...), all started out fine yesterday night.

Me, Jd and my dear Rita (whom arrived from Dubai on Thursday) met first at my place, while waiting for the others, we had few beers and talked a little bit.
Then we had 2 glasses of wine till the guys had arrived so we headed to the first pub - few drinks later we had to leave as it was too noisy! Definitely over forty!! Trotted along to the next pub where we had over the course of 2 hours, in which I lost counts, and we kept having fun till I really don't recall what time. last thing I remember tho is being in the car maybe around 5am.

Now after that, things are pretty much fuzzy.

So I've woken up on the floor on Sunday afternoon…well, at least I think it’s Sunday afternoon…and I'm pretty sure it’s the floor…fully dressed and my mouth tastes like I’ve just sucked the fur off of Big Foot’s Scrota Baggies, and the queasiness in my stomach seems to back up that theory.

On top of that it feels as though I’ve been held underwater for 12 hours and beaten mercilessly about the head and neck with a pillow case full of gravel and oranges, and, despite all of the windows being opened in the middle of winter, the room smells like a combination of a primate house in need of maintenance, the men’s room at Wrigley Field during the seventh inning stretch of the second game of a double-header {shudder}, and the set of a porno after the filming of But Bongo Fiesta XXII {hork}.

What the Hell happened? My guess is either I drank too much and I mean toooooo much and now I am suffering hangover, or I live a very, very interesting life and I'm lactose intolerant.

Anyhoo, I spent all of afternoon either in bed or throwing up! My God, how embarrassing is that? I even chucked up as I drove the car to buy some stuff at evening, and again into the newspaper as I was buying from the grosser store!!!!

I'm sure I was on OTV program 3yesh Beirut during that party since I just found in my pocket a business card for one of the crew of the famous show and with no doubt be a star in a cable TV show - 'shocking footage from public transport'......!

So, here I am, still slightly green about the gills, feeling a bit foolish. I've also got a very large bruise on my thigh where I fell over taking off my trousers!!!

I have now decided to give up the booze and stick to soft drinks (the emotional place I am in will change my mind for sure). Watch this (very sober) space!!