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Its Tuesday today and I finally have a head thats clear enough to allow me to think, and today its given up its internal firework show...
Saturday:
Made plans with mates who shall be named Ian and Jon, the plan was to meet up at Ian's, get euphorically drunk then go out to a nightclub.So I took orders and stopped at the spar on the way to his place , bought a BIG bottle of Vodka and a big bottle of some alcopopy stuff, with a massive gingerbeer bottle to dilute the vodka.
Got to ian's place and started on the vodka, Jon was still at work as it was still fairly early.
An hour later and we'd drank half the vodka bottle between us, Ian suggests we invite ourselves into the girls flat next door.To our delight we find them in a semi-p*ssed state, and we get back to work on the vodka with renewed enthusiasm forgetting that Jon was still to come.
By the time Jon arrived we'd finished the vodka (now thats scary) and we were getting started on the alcopop stuff, jon brought some wine and we obligingly helped him drinking that as well.When its time to head down into town we persuade the girls to come with us.
All I can remember after this is Ian buying obsene numbers of Tequilas at the bar (they were a pound each)and offering them round, Jon seems to have slid into the background along with everyone else that night.
All i can remember is feeling feelings of sexual desire towards one of the girls and thinking "aha tonight's target" anyway thats all I remember. Upto the point where she slapped me, yes she slapped me.I still dont know why.
I made many phone calls to people, the only evidence is my call register on my phone, I havent had the guts to call them up again to find ou what it was I called them about.
I dont know how anyone got home, apart from i know that I got in a taxi with the girls (one of whom was beyond caring the other was sober and very very very angry)
Thats all for Saturday
Sunday + Monday:
Spent both days feeling like I was going to die, my stomach threatened to send anything fed to it right back up again.My head was KILLING me.On Sunday I almost called an ambulance to get a drip put on me because I couldnt drink any water, I couldnt sleep because of the pain, and to top it all off, I had the mental scars of not knowing what i had done the night before, what I said to people etc and worst of all this niggling feeling that I might have tried it on with one of the girls (very unsuccessfully)
I went to work on Monday and ended up throwing away my packed lunch, just couldnt stomach it.Drank loads of water.Worst problem was the mental thing, almost reached for phone to apologise to the girl, then i thought apologise for what?? DAMN alcohol.
Tuesday
I had a 15 hour sleep I feel GRRRREEEAT Looking forward to this weekend..
I dont care anymore what that girl thinks, one of these days Ill casually bring it up again and laugh about it.
(heh heh heh)
I know theres worst that a guy can do and all that but its REALLY disturbing i find when you loose all control and cant rememebr nowt.
END
Saturday:
Made plans with mates who shall be named Ian and Jon, the plan was to meet up at Ian's, get euphorically drunk then go out to a nightclub.So I took orders and stopped at the spar on the way to his place , bought a BIG bottle of Vodka and a big bottle of some alcopopy stuff, with a massive gingerbeer bottle to dilute the vodka.
Got to ian's place and started on the vodka, Jon was still at work as it was still fairly early.
An hour later and we'd drank half the vodka bottle between us, Ian suggests we invite ourselves into the girls flat next door.To our delight we find them in a semi-p*ssed state, and we get back to work on the vodka with renewed enthusiasm forgetting that Jon was still to come.
By the time Jon arrived we'd finished the vodka (now thats scary) and we were getting started on the alcopop stuff, jon brought some wine and we obligingly helped him drinking that as well.When its time to head down into town we persuade the girls to come with us.
All I can remember after this is Ian buying obsene numbers of Tequilas at the bar (they were a pound each)and offering them round, Jon seems to have slid into the background along with everyone else that night.
All i can remember is feeling feelings of sexual desire towards one of the girls and thinking "aha tonight's target" anyway thats all I remember. Upto the point where she slapped me, yes she slapped me.I still dont know why.
I made many phone calls to people, the only evidence is my call register on my phone, I havent had the guts to call them up again to find ou what it was I called them about.
I dont know how anyone got home, apart from i know that I got in a taxi with the girls (one of whom was beyond caring the other was sober and very very very angry)
Thats all for Saturday
Sunday + Monday:
Spent both days feeling like I was going to die, my stomach threatened to send anything fed to it right back up again.My head was KILLING me.On Sunday I almost called an ambulance to get a drip put on me because I couldnt drink any water, I couldnt sleep because of the pain, and to top it all off, I had the mental scars of not knowing what i had done the night before, what I said to people etc and worst of all this niggling feeling that I might have tried it on with one of the girls (very unsuccessfully)
I went to work on Monday and ended up throwing away my packed lunch, just couldnt stomach it.Drank loads of water.Worst problem was the mental thing, almost reached for phone to apologise to the girl, then i thought apologise for what?? DAMN alcohol.
Tuesday
I had a 15 hour sleep I feel GRRRREEEAT Looking forward to this weekend..
I dont care anymore what that girl thinks, one of these days Ill casually bring it up again and laugh about it.
(heh heh heh)
I know theres worst that a guy can do and all that but its REALLY disturbing i find when you loose all control and cant rememebr nowt.
END
Worrying thing is i also think about detoxing then after Wednesday I forget the pain and start getting into weekend mode... Last weekend forced me to do some serious thinking though, i bought myself bananas and apples <--I figure they're quite healthy, Borat if you come up with any detoxing ideas that dont involve a strict regime then Im in!!!!
sounds painful, I don't drink a lot of spirits myself, they make me do funny things. Especially tequila, that is rank.
Still, you gotta take the rough with the smooth, buy the ticket - take the ride, and all that. stick to beer, it works more slowly and you can remember most of what went on.
I've started getting really out of breath on mondays at work, after particularly heavy weekends (which is pretty much every weekend), which is worrying. thinking about trying a detox or something. ho hum
Still, you gotta take the rough with the smooth, buy the ticket - take the ride, and all that. stick to beer, it works more slowly and you can remember most of what went on.
I've started getting really out of breath on mondays at work, after particularly heavy weekends (which is pretty much every weekend), which is worrying. thinking about trying a detox or something. ho hum
You remember nothing because you were in my spoof!
Its Tuesday today and I finally have a head thats clear enough to allow me to think, and today its given up its internal firework show...
Saturday:
Made plans with mates who shall be named Ian and Jon, the plan was to meet up at Ian's, get euphorically drunk then go out to a nightclub.So I took orders and stopped at the spar on the way to his place , bought a BIG bottle of Vodka and a big bottle of some alcopopy stuff, with a massive gingerbeer bottle to dilute the vodka.
Got to ian's place and started on the vodka, Jon was still at work as it was still fairly early.
An hour later and we'd drank half the vodka bottle between us, Ian suggests we invite ourselves into the girls flat next door.To our delight we find them in a semi-p*ssed state, and we get back to work on the vodka with renewed enthusiasm forgetting that Jon was still to come.
By the time Jon arrived we'd finished the vodka (now thats scary) and we were getting started on the alcopop stuff, jon brought some wine and we obligingly helped him drinking that as well.When its time to head down into town we persuade the girls to come with us.
All I can remember after this is Ian buying obsene numbers of Tequilas at the bar (they were a pound each)and offering them round, Jon seems to have slid into the background along with everyone else that night.
All i can remember is feeling feelings of sexual desire towards one of the girls and thinking "aha tonight's target" anyway thats all I remember. Upto the point where she slapped me, yes she slapped me.I still dont know why.
I made many phone calls to people, the only evidence is my call register on my phone, I havent had the guts to call them up again to find ou what it was I called them about.
I dont know how anyone got home, apart from i know that I got in a taxi with the girls (one of whom was beyond caring the other was sober and very very very angry)
Thats all for Saturday
Sunday + Monday:
Spent both days feeling like I was going to die, my stomach threatened to send anything fed to it right back up again.My head was KILLING me.On Sunday I almost called an ambulance to get a drip put on me because I couldnt drink any water, I couldnt sleep because of the pain, and to top it all off, I had the mental scars of not knowing what i had done the night before, what I said to people etc and worst of all this niggling feeling that I might have tried it on with one of the girls (very unsuccessfully)
I went to work on Monday and ended up throwing away my packed lunch, just couldnt stomach it.Drank loads of water.Worst problem was the mental thing, almost reached for phone to apologise to the girl, then i thought apologise for what?? DAMN alcohol.
Tuesday
I had a 15 hour sleep I feel GRRRREEEAT Looking forward to this weekend..
I dont care anymore what that girl thinks, one of these days Ill casually bring it up again and laugh about it.
(heh heh heh)
I know theres worst that a guy can do and all that but its REALLY disturbing i find when you loose all control and cant rememebr nowt.
END
Saturday:
Made plans with mates who shall be named Ian and Jon, the plan was to meet up at Ian's, get euphorically drunk then go out to a nightclub.So I took orders and stopped at the spar on the way to his place , bought a BIG bottle of Vodka and a big bottle of some alcopopy stuff, with a massive gingerbeer bottle to dilute the vodka.
Got to ian's place and started on the vodka, Jon was still at work as it was still fairly early.
An hour later and we'd drank half the vodka bottle between us, Ian suggests we invite ourselves into the girls flat next door.To our delight we find them in a semi-p*ssed state, and we get back to work on the vodka with renewed enthusiasm forgetting that Jon was still to come.
By the time Jon arrived we'd finished the vodka (now thats scary) and we were getting started on the alcopop stuff, jon brought some wine and we obligingly helped him drinking that as well.When its time to head down into town we persuade the girls to come with us.
All I can remember after this is Ian buying obsene numbers of Tequilas at the bar (they were a pound each)and offering them round, Jon seems to have slid into the background along with everyone else that night.
All i can remember is feeling feelings of sexual desire towards one of the girls and thinking "aha tonight's target" anyway thats all I remember. Upto the point where she slapped me, yes she slapped me.I still dont know why.
I made many phone calls to people, the only evidence is my call register on my phone, I havent had the guts to call them up again to find ou what it was I called them about.
I dont know how anyone got home, apart from i know that I got in a taxi with the girls (one of whom was beyond caring the other was sober and very very very angry)
Thats all for Saturday
Sunday + Monday:
Spent both days feeling like I was going to die, my stomach threatened to send anything fed to it right back up again.My head was KILLING me.On Sunday I almost called an ambulance to get a drip put on me because I couldnt drink any water, I couldnt sleep because of the pain, and to top it all off, I had the mental scars of not knowing what i had done the night before, what I said to people etc and worst of all this niggling feeling that I might have tried it on with one of the girls (very unsuccessfully)
I went to work on Monday and ended up throwing away my packed lunch, just couldnt stomach it.Drank loads of water.Worst problem was the mental thing, almost reached for phone to apologise to the girl, then i thought apologise for what?? DAMN alcohol.
Tuesday
I had a 15 hour sleep I feel GRRRREEEAT Looking forward to this weekend..
I dont care anymore what that girl thinks, one of these days Ill casually bring it up again and laugh about it.
(heh heh heh)
I know theres worst that a guy can do and all that but its REALLY disturbing i find when you loose all control and cant rememebr nowt.
END