real friends

you gotta love real friends cos you can act and say whatever you like in front of them and we're all still friends.

just in case n forgets to write about this on n's blog t will do it here, cos that's what real freinds are for....right?

got home from outing last night at shotz with b who had drunk, in his own words "9000 beers", n had been out with us earlier looking very drunk, d was also there also looking drunk and j was there looking very bored. When i arrived home h and pb were still playing the pinny machine (@ 3:30am) from before my outing (@10pm). I went to sit down on the couch and h and pb yelled at me telling me not sit on the seat. pb told me that n had arrived home with HJs and sat on that couch and after several minutes of sitting, regurgitated the contents of his stomach all over the front of his jumper, he seemed to not know he had just done this and remained sitting. after about a minute he looked down at his jumper and a look of total shock and horror came to his face. he immediately jumped up and went to bed. The HJs was untouched but b told me he didn't think n would want it anymore so i ate it. damn you n! i was awoken by a phone call at 9:30 it was n's dad. B and his car were gone. I went back to sleep and when i awoke i could here voices coming from n's room. it was n's mum and n's dad, they were here for at least an hour, at least. In the whole 1 and half years i have lived with n i have never seen him chuck on himself and also in that whole 1 and half years i have never seen his parent come for a visit. What are the chances that the two events would coincide like that?

Anyway b came back and told us he had driven in his car after drinking in his own words "9000 beers". He got as far as the end of our street before he realised 9000 beers make you pretty much incapable of driving and he slept in his car.

i drank 3 beers in the whole night...a very proud and responsible t.