Why is it that when you're drunk, you get all philosophical and broody towards the end of the evening? Or is that just me?
The last blog, "A Great Load Of Greatness..." I wrote whilst very squiffish after a night out with friends. I had completely forgotten that I had written it and found it in my draft folder yesterday. It's a little meandering but all in all not too bad for a guy who could barely focus on the keys. I guess you could say its a blog sponsored by Kronenbourg.
I suppose I should count myself lucky that oddly, my initial drunk thoughts are to write... It certainly beats drink driving or calling the ex-boyfriends. *sigh of relief*
That's all
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