Eleven drinks. or twelve.
Not really sure how many. I am pretty sure that I only bought four of them.
pica picas birthday
went to Taff's
then The Cellar
then um Sonar for Goth night
three Coronas
Three Kokeness
two shots
three white russians
Hunter S thompson killed himself., I almost cried, I managed to stop because I was in public and still fairly close to sober.
The guy who bought me all the drinks is permenatnly burned on to my retinas by pica pica's camera flash.
woo
night night.
Not really sure how many. I am pretty sure that I only bought four of them.
pica picas birthday
went to Taff's
then The Cellar
then um Sonar for Goth night
three Coronas
Three Kokeness
two shots
three white russians
Hunter S thompson killed himself., I almost cried, I managed to stop because I was in public and still fairly close to sober.
The guy who bought me all the drinks is permenatnly burned on to my retinas by pica pica's camera flash.
woo
night night.
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[Edited on Feb 22, 2005 11:06PM]
Better than me [golf clap]
Actually after we left I went across the street to visit a friend and about an hour later as I was leaving she doused me in her perfume, proclaiming that I reeked like booze. Then a cabbie asked for five bucks up front (the full fair from gastown to my place). I was choked so I got out and gave him my middle finger (drunk remember). He wasn't happy. We argued cause I thought it was bullshit that they asked for cash upfront, that's never happened to me before. Then the bartender from Sonar gave the cabbie shit for me... hahaha.
I totally don't remember the walk home. On a possitive note though, I woke up smelling purdy!