Proust !!

I love how sometimes you end up having the best nights when you don't actually plan for it. Like yesterday we went along to the Brisneyland Oktoberfest. We were supposed to just have a bit of a wander around maybe buy a bratwurst roll with sauerkraut and possibly have a beer. But it ended up with us getting completely plastered, singing 60's rock n roll songs and doing the Birdy dance on the dance floor. Followed by chatting to random people in the tents and trying to lick spilled beer off the tables.

The highlight was at the end though, when everyone was trying to do a breathalyser test to see who could drive. All my fat seemed to have soaked up all the alcohol as i only managed to blow 0.056 while this other chick blew 0.212 to a huge round of applause. When she blew that amount the machine told her "at this level you are advised to avoid any vehicle as you will cause death'. Of course everyone pissed themselves laughing. The police standing near the gates didn't seem that impressed. BOO HISS. The people on the train kept giving us strange looks but that was probably because we were discussing how fucked the hospital system is....not exactly a typical late night drunken train conversation.

Today however i realized why i haven't got plastered in almost 4 years. Ugh. My clothes smell of beer and i have a ton of housework and gardening to do. I hope that after dinner tonight no one wants to go out drinking again coz i will have to be a piker and pike out.