This week was the turn of d). I'm sure I didn't mean to, but recollections of Friday night are mostly entertaining and slightly fragmented... This may be something to do with Brother's Pear Cider.
The end of the night involved me wandering home singing at the top of my voice, after being called a legend by some bloke called Jasper I'd only just met that night, at 3am, with some other bloke trying to proposition me by text....
It was just one of those nights.
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I love those type of nights!
Here's to another one of those this Friday!
Just as long as it doesn't involve texts saying "I'm at home. Will pay for taxi. Your choice girl". Meeep.
Now I understand the pain you said you were in when I saw you on Saturday!
P.S. It makes me all warm inside to see you and Brad on each other's blogs when you've never met. The internet is so cool. You two are so cool!
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