Monday's. I usually can handle Monday's - unless I've had an oversized weekend and would rather spend that day recovering.
I had one of those weekends.
Saturday started off ok. Gym in the morning, Hair appointment over lunch and get ready for a night out in the afternoon. Drinking started around 8pm when we all met at Kits* house for a few warm up drinks.
Fast foward 10hours later and Maree* & I are stumbling out of the seediest club in town and being driven home by some random who had a few too many beers!
As much as I love nights like this, I hate when you wake the next morning and relive all those cringe worthy moments. Kissing the glass clearer (I think they are called busboys in the US?), Being driven home by a dunk, Almost hooking up with an 18 year old (thank god for a close male friend who saved me).
One good thing did come out of the night...I got to talking to this amazing guy who I kinda knew from way back. He ended up being at the seedy club as well and we spent the later part of the night having a drunk converstaion. Turns out he is basically my perfect guy. Oh, wait, that wasn't a good thing - because amongst the flirting and occasional harmless brushes of the arm he admitted that he had a GIRLFRIEND. Which in the end just made me like him even more because it proves he must be a faithful & honest guy.
So i did what any drunk girl does... smiled back at the guy who cleared glasses from the tabel and ended up kissing him. Going with my better judgement - I decided not to go home with him. After all he was a terrible kisser!!!!
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