The morning after the night before

Question: why is it that I always seem to write on my blog when I'm recovering after the night before?



Answer:... Hmm tough one.

Crazy night!!! So we had a family meal at 11pm (which I cooked with my own fair hands!) and then proceeded to get totally battered at the dinner table, just between the six of us. wohey! Although by the time we finally managed to get our act together at 1pm and get out of the door, Estel was so drunk she could barely walk. Then we realised we had missed the day bus and then had to wait for the fricking night bus.



Jenny the alcoholic was ready before everyone else - weird

On the night bus Estel managed to fall off her seat and Syanns rape alarm went off and some Danish bloke told Sergi to shut the hell up. Then to top it all off, the only weekend of the year and the Metro was shut for maintainence. Bloody hell. Be the way we are aiming to get to the Law Party.

Before photo:


So eventually we make it. What do we find, a nightclub on the top of some abandoned office tower on the 8th floor with and open top roof party! Bloody incredible!! I had such an incredible time. Amzing, everyone was buzzing! Really cannot describe what a good time I had. Beer was expensive.. but when isnt it? We danced danced and danced. Estel was v. drunk but then so was everyone. Banging time, and we hardcored it until the end at 5am. Crazy stuff.

The best is yet to come: The journey home. Time left the club 5am, time I clibed into bed 7am. Why you ask? Because we thought the metro opened again at 5am. But no. God had decided to take a giant crap on us, and the metro was closed until 5am...monday morning. Faantastic.

What happened next can only be described as a monty python sketch: As the group of 10 of us walked from one bus stop to the next, the girls still in their heels *cough Natalie* and Sergi moaning how cold he was. From one bus stop to the next only to realise that the bus we actually needed was due in six weeks time. Meanwhile Jenny, Chris Natalie and Estel decided to completely lower the tone of the conversation.



Flithy!

After running to yet another bus we decided to get the bus, and by now craving for a McBreakfastr are kicking in. You dont want to get between Chris and his McHangover either..know what I mean. So at Norrpeort station we parted our seperate ways, me with Clazone inhand, Chris with something inhand, Sergi still moaning about the cold, and Natalie decidedly tired managed to wing the way home.

Epic Journey ended. Moral of the story?



Bring your bike



Now I'm on facebook/tuborgtown Im on a role. So I might as well go for the kill and write down exactly what I've been up to/thinking lately.

I need to do some wrk. I still feel like on holiday. This is not good. I need to do some wrk but none of my books have arrived. This is somewhat frustrating!! Amazon have already had to resend another book becuase the first lot got lost. Fantastic. On a positive note, I got confirmation from Dansk Post that it is at the post office! Hurrah! - Now can do some work. Great (!)

Now I dont feel quite so much in the mood to do some work. Funny that.

Lebara is pissing me off. Big time. OK its cheap, but this shouldnt be at the expense of not getting text messages! This has happned alot now. Why didnt I listen to Anna.


- Im switching to Telia. Period.

Chris is buzzing at the moment. His music is going so well for him now. Im really proud of him. He has worked so hard and its great to see that his hard work is starting to pay dividends. He got an email from this massive perosn in the music industry this moring. Havent got a clue who he is. But then again I have the worst muscical taste ever. His gigs are coming up soon, so at the moment our whole house is buzzing.

I thought while I'm on the subject, at the risk of sounding like a broken record, that the people here, are some of the nicest people I have ever met. They honestly do just accept people for who they are. I cant remember the last time when I was this happy.

On a lighter note: Q-Management need to get their finger out - after I broke the sofa. Hmph

Final question: Where should I go for New Year?



To be continued.....

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