Like a Delicate Flower
Hmmm, perhaps not a flower today, but definately delicate. Ooh, my head hurts. Had a party in the park last night for Kate and Josh's going away drinks... I drank too much. I can't tell you how that happened. From what I can remember, the night started out fairly sedately, I came to the party well-equipped with my travelling bar (a cooler bag I bought from a 7-11 in Guam that provides esky-like protection), packed with ice, vodka, juice and soda. It was so good to see everyone, some of these girls (and some of the guys) are fast becoming really good friends. Steph is soooo funny, Meghan is as sweet as they come and Kate is just adorable, my ex-housemate Kelly was also there, as were two of my new favourits, Jeff and Lauren who are a riot. They all make the absence of my friends from home a little easier to bear.
Anyway, so was having much fun catching up with everyone, maybe got a little carried away and before I knew it ... one minute Meghan and I were playing the drunken "I love you" game. You know the one: "I love you soooo much", "no no, I love you so much"... the next minute I was riding my bicycle head first into a metre-wide concrete drain. I saw all these concerned faces above, maybe thinking I was dead, there was a bicycle on top of me and all I could think was how damn funny that must have looked. They were all so shocked I had to ask someone to pull the bike off me and help me out of the ditch. It took a minute to register with everyone, they were all looking extyremely concerned, which made the situation even funnier, as soon as they realised I was shaking with laughter, not tears, they all relaxed and joined in the hysterics. I wasn't hurt, miraculous considering, just a couple of bruises (what's new) and a scraped elbow, my poor bicycle basket fared worst, it's all mangled. So woke up this morning with sore ribs feeling vomitacious and decided, under the circumstances and remembering my last valient effort at work the day after a big night, to take a personal day. Sensible decision considering I have spent the majority of the day in the bathroom. Am never drinking again. Until next time.
6 Comments:
at least you still have the skin on your face. ...
I miss mez :(
You new friends sound horrible.
Too funny Mez, you are the best. I feel your pain today across the other side of the globe, as I sit sorrowfully in Adrian's dressing gown and "recover" (still waiting for that part) from my worst hangover in years. Oh vile hangover fairy, when will you let me be? Hope you feel better soon. xx
Mez.... Noooo... I thought you wouldn't fall in love with other alchos? don't you forget about us and our hardcore drinking powers. now i am off to cry.... noooooo meeeeeezzzzz iiiiii llllooooovvvveeee yyyyyoooouuuu. p.s. i am going to sri lanka in nov for a year so you better start those sri lanka funds god damn it.
Sri Lanka funds, hey? HEY? Well, well, WELL, WELL, well. Well. Well.
A Sri Lanka trip will probably be cheaper and full of hilarious Verity adventures... but... a trip to Heatherville....
Dammit.
She doens have a baby. A baby called Meredith. Like I will.
Hi!
How you doin'? I'm chilling at the library, working. It's booooooooowing!
Fred and I are having trouble with the visa, but Mum and Dad are onto it. I owe them so much it's ridiculous!
Anyway, we'll correspond soon re: me coming to see you!
I'm so pumped, I need this vacation more than anything.
Love you,
Your Baby Sister
why doesn't this suprise me?
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