Grasshopper + mojito + cosmopolitan + dreamsicle + blue lagoon + 5.5 hours sleep = me sat at my desk extremely bleary eyed, craving a sausage and onion baguette and wishing I worked in a bed factory that was closed for the day. Also, I just sent someone a Facebook message that consisted solely of the word "hell" due to computer issues and generally stupidity. I used to be able to drink any amount of random cocktails and not get particularly drunk or hungover. Apparently this is no longer the case. Arse.
Cracking night out though!
2 comments:
Well, I am now a cocktail convert (when the situation is approprate of course (which for me I imagine will be rare) - I am a card carrying member of CAMRA after all and I intend to remain that way for the near future).
No hesitation this morning - straight to the shop for a bacon sandwich.
Yum.
I just cracked and went to the cafe on campus that does fab hot baguettes...and they didn't have any bacon and cheese ones! I had to have a veg one which was just not the same. The hotness was definitely a good thing though.
Post a Comment