Had a night out with the ‘gang’ last night, which was officially for Nicola getting her first year results, but we could have also said that it was in celebration of me wearing my big guy t-shirt. A good time was had by……most (enough said), and I danced hardcore and I finally got some recognition at home for ability to ‘throw shapes’. Its always good to go to the Wheely for a night out, not for the surroundings, but because you’re guaranteed to meet people that you haven’t seen for ages, which tends to end with me saying “dude, gimme a high five, whaddya wanna drink?” which explains the lightness of my wallet.

So I woke up this morning in Scotts bed, which was a bit of a surprise, because oddly my immediate reaction was “shouldn’t I be on a futon?” When I woke up, Scott and Steve-o were just coming in! At 7:30 in the morning! I realised later that this meant that me and Greeny had come back on our own, fallen asleep around 3:30, and Scott never returned to his own house, instead he carried on partying, hardcore long-haired fella that he is.

Ok, so there wasn’t a huge amount of point to that story, I just thought that it was funny that me and Greeny stayed at Scotts, even though he wasn’t even there.