the saturday pub

in advance, je suis drunk. this will hopefully be explained in the story...... brb, im gonna put on comfy manly pyjama's!!

thats right, a red hot chilli peppers top thats warped in the wash and pj shorts count as manly (only cos i dont wanna be womanly)....illl never really be manly, lets face it, its not in my nature, its not me, its not Dave-esque but ill pretend it is whilst im drunk for the banter. as i like to say time and time again, its all about the banter!!

anyways, to keep the pub nameless so as the popularity doesn't rise overnight (as i know it would) i went to the pub with my good friend fran d tonight and her friends who its nice to know are actually slowly becoming more than aquantinces of my own as we are getting on very well. bantwer was had and i was talking to almost everyone. its a pub after all, you cant talk t9o everyone as the volume of not only the music is loud but of some people already intoxicated...... these people make it very difficult to chat to as when you try and talk anll you get is 'MY NAME IS ________________ WHATS YOURS?????' and then you spend 5 minutes rinsing out your ears before you get the next sentance from them.

buty i did get good chat from fran d and DA, also laura and muro (all previous contacts who i had happily met before) as well as some new people who were in the pub of our choice......

eventually we moved onto a club, the usual one from this pub and to be fair, i like it for a couple of reasons - i never get id's we do rounds and i always end up drunk...... just a shame fran ended up goin home. it was nic ehowever that i was accepted into the group so easily and with such ease, i have had this done in groups before but i have only met most of these people between 1 and 3 times before and iot was a really nice thing for them to accept me so easily.

rounds were taken, drinks were downed, danced were danced to..... including DA and myself gay dancing from time to time whilst left alone.... yes, i admit it, i probably shoulsdnt but what the heck, banter and all that - at least he didnt successfully turn me like he planned :P

the end of the night came and i literally lost track of everybody one by one, found them agaion and then lost them again. more detail i hear you ask? ok, heres the breakdown:

laura ran back in the club after the baywatch soundtrack - i wasnt on, i ended up holding her bag! we found everyone else, i phoned marion, we lost everyone else, i wealked marion from city centre to partick.....maybe 2 miles-ish? was told i could stay at DA's flat, DA didn't answer...... i walked home. here i am, blogging at 5:15am.

whats wrong with me? i should be bloody sleeping!!!!! im going to bournemouth at a 6am train from central on monday, i need to rest tomorrow and pack!!!

bad dave, silly dave!!!! sleeepy dave?? nope? whats wrong with me?? remiond me to tell you a funny story soon. if i havent been reminded ill know enough people dont read this and will need to expand the readers....


love always,

Dtc

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