Furtive Little Feelings: Bank Holiday and Alcohol

So this weekend has been a bit of a random one.

It turns out that getting a job is seriously bad for your health. You no longer have the excuse of .... But I have no money. Having left the pub after work on Friday I arrived home slightly... Buzzed and feeling like dancing! I knew it wasn't going to happen on Friday night so I got to work figuring out how to make it happen.

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If you insist...

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My go to dancing buddy was down in London for the weekend. Bing! I had an idea... A drunken phone call later it was planned. Night out in Newcastle on Saturday!

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So the next day luckily I woke up hangover free (Thank God) and got my stuff together, headed to the train station and I was off! On the worst train I have ever been on in my entire life. This was the amount of leg room I had.

Aside the group of teenagers who smelled like an exploded Lynx factory it wasn't too horrific. Anyway on to the fun parts...

Vodka
Sambucca
Dancing
Singing
Tyler look a likes
Deal or No Deal
Stage Sneaking...
The worst pizza ever in the world
Burger Relish... So much burger relish
This photo...

As usual I had intended to take millions of photos throughout the night to document it, when I checked my phone the following morning this was the only evidence that anything had occurred. Sometime I promise to take copious photos but as soon as I have had a few drinks I just forget!

Parts that weren't so fun...

The girl in the above photo stomping on my foot with her heel.
The hangover... oh the humanity.

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En route home I was still trying to come to terms with the fact that I was about to get off the train and go straight into the pub, I took this photo as I was walking there specifically so I could show you how I was feeling.

Although you can't see my face. The fact its grey
and I am wearing sunglasses should tell you a lot.

The pub was actually really fun, once I had managed to drink my first beer and stop shaking. I was catching up with a friend I haven't seen in forever and we had about three years of stuff to catch up on... Wanna see her? Course you do!

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On waking up this morning, I'm not gonna lie to you guys. I felt like hell. So I decided to combat this by making a lemon meringue pie (not really, my mum has been asking me to make one all week)... I kid you not I did make it.

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Frigging delish it is too. So after my three day drinking crazyness I am slowly coming out of the coma that is - drunkenness, I went for a mooch down to the beach and the sea air seems to have brought me back to life... thank god!