Yeah, that’s right, another night out with work. This time the whole company is invited. I’ve mixed feelings about getting horribly drunk in front of my employers. Usually I get them the next morning when I wonder what I’ve done and can’t figure out where my shoes are.
Wish me luck.
You gave me a wedgie! You ripped my pants! I spent the rest of the night more or less naked and had ice cubes put where ice cubes shouldn’t really be put. I also took my shirt off in front of my bosses and anyone else who I thought might be interested in giving me some money.
My dancing was boom!
Well james, in the light of the above, I’d say you can’t have made any damaging impressions!
I’m currently winding down having been subjected to 6 hours of drum and bass at the union, compounded by having to serve (or at least put up with, not serve, and tell all the other bar staff to also not serve) some complete wankers.
Seriously, being pilled up turns people who I’m quite sure are normally only mild tossers into complete fucking twats.
Anyway, generalisations are always wrong.
Uni work is keeping me very busy, but I’m down to my last essay for the term now which is nice. Only got two 3000word essays to research and write over the christmas holiday. And then four individual research projects of 3-3500 words and a 10,000 word dissertation to write next term and then I’ve finished university!
Until I come back to do my masters….
But for now, one essay at a time.
Of yeah, and see here too: http://www.nunoncastors.co.uk/forum/viewtopic.php?t=4
I did indeed give you a wedgie and rip your pants. There was some nudity and ice cube tom-foolery on your part and much of the dancing that took place was indeed explosive. I’m not sure we have jobs on Monday…
Only kidding, I’m sure it’s all cool. I’ll be posting a list of exploits in the next few days (once I’ve compiled it.) It should make for interesting reading.
Didn’t spot your comment there Tom. Sorry mate. I’ve decided that office Christmas parties, while fun at the time, may be a dangerous thing. It is possible that I’ve brought shame upon my house. Though, my pants did stay intact so it’s not all that bad.
I must say that your point about being pilled up turning otherwise mildly irriatating morons into complete twunts is actually correct. Having been there and done that myself I do recall being the most irritating gobshite on the planet when under the influence. My tirades when pissed are nothing in comparison. Nice to hear that uni is keeping you occupied (I know, I know, it’s not funny at all…. Pfft!) I keep meaning to take a look in the forums but so far haven’t found the time. Most of the posts here are done on the move, often on the bus. Anyway, if you take a look further up the blog you’ll be able to see what I’ve been doing. TTFN.