by James on Fri Jan 02, 2009 12:56 am
I went with my family to my aunt and uncle's in Loughborough - all the parents went to this classical concert and our cousins were all out at various places. Me and my siblings stayed in playing board games and drinking. I got horrendously drunk on ales and a glass of champagne, made a total fool of myself on camera phone, sicked a bit in the toilet then slept on the bedroom floor with my trousers half off apparently. Woke up in the morning and did a pretty unsatisfying poo, which I drunkenly failed to flush (luckily my dad found it rather than my other relatives, and swiftly condemned it to watery oblivion).
Spent pretty much the whole of new year's day in bed, even though other relatives had arrived for a meal and gathering. After finally catching a few solid hours in a proper bed (unlike the floor) I felt a bit better, then it was more or less time to drive home. I got a Chinese when we got back and it was the fucking nads, sorted me right out. Cheers.
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