ooh weird

Thursday nights are always pound-a-pint down the Stannary. Tonight was no different.

The actual day was highly uninspiring, but that never matters when I know I've got a good evening ahead of me.

It's 2am and I still feel drunk, I can but only assume that's a good thing.

(EDIT: It's the next morning and I feel fine, so yes, it was a good thing haha)