I smell of cigarettes

Went out for drinks last night with Shelley, her sis Bec whom I hadn’t seen in years, James and a few of their friends.

Had the best meal I’d had in ages at Irish Murphy’s. Mee Goreng. James had an Irish Coffee to finish off the dinner. I had a sip, and *ergh*, i’m shuddering just thinking about it.

I don’t know if i’d been to that pub before or not, but it was an excellent place. None of this, i dress cooler than you crap. I had about 4 or 5 shots of vodka which at first I was a tad scared of trying, but damn they’re yummy.

I feel like such an old fart, was home by about 10. I remember getting in the house and mum was watching something. So i went past her as studiously as I could to mask the inebriation. I haven’t been drunk in ages. Last time was my friends hens night over a year ago. I have to say I like my personality moreso when I’m drunk. I’m less worried about how i’m acting, which isn’t such a good thing :P But i’m more relaxed which is good. I smell of cigarettes although I know I didn’t smoke, and didn’t think I was around anyone who was smoking.

Was great catching up with Shell and Bec like that. Shelley goes back next week  Going to have to save up and go on a trip methinks. Let’s see how this pans out.

Ok, enough procrastination. I think i’ll have some greasy pizza for lunch and then try n do some study.

BFN