Went round my friends house on Saturday night, expecting just quiet night in, eating take away and watching films, as you do....
After a few too many 'Turf' shandies, I think that's it's called anyway (basically consists of stella artois mixed with smirnoff ice alcopop - sounds vile but wasn't actually that bad), we decide we wanted to go out for a boogy.
Having left the house at 1.30 am there was only once place we could go - the gay club of course!
Was a good laugh - we turned up looking like frumps, but we had a gooood time and even got chatted up by the v. few straight guys there.
Didn't get back home til 6am, didn't wask up (or rather, wake up) til 3pm...
I love spontaneous nights out.......
Feeling rather tired now, not because of Saturday, but because I had to spend 2hrs in police station giving statement about my ex, for something that had nothing to do with me - argh! That doth curse me.....
Must....sleep...now.....
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