Friday, November 11, 2005

Go Stevey Matt...

Quote of the moment:
"Will... I'm really hammered... I'm going home..."

That was the birthday boy, just before midnight. We'd been out since half ten. Admittedly he'd had 8 shots of flaming sambuca in the previous half hour, but still, a poor showing! He just yelled that in my ear and ran for the door... oh dear! Never mind, stayed out anyway, along with the 15 or so other people who he'd summoned out for the night (flatmates, course-mates, school-mates etc)... It was pretty impressive really! Despite a couple of other losses there were still 12 of us left to come home at 2...

His door was duly banged on and found to be open, so one of his school-mates jumped into bed next to him and I took pictures on his (Matt's) camera. LOL. Awesome. There's one where he's actually cradling his head on this guy's shoulder, it's ace.

Almost as ace as circuits tonight... while the others were drinking, myself and Ruth managed the slightly damp ride and were rewarded with a special program... Stuck-in-the-mud, a netball tournament, dodgeball (in which I caught the novice men's captain a beauty on the ear which he was rubbing for the next half an hour) and more stuck-in-the-mud. Brilliant, but still knackering!

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