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loving wine!

Right about now i'm about quarter past tiddly

Don't know if i'd explained this in full, so i'll have a go now.

I mentioned a while ago going out with friends who were over from New Zealand...........

Pauline, is the sister of Alan (who passed away).
Pauline and her husband, George, spent 5 weeks back in Blighty before flying to Dubai for a few days on the Saturday. Alan died the next day on the Sunday.
Monday, they flew back to England, spent a week making the funeral arrangments, had the funeral on Monday, and now they're flying straight home tomorrow.

So my parents along with Jo and I have been out with them this evening to say our goodbyes.
Nothing wild, just a few beers.
There was bingo on in the pub, and Pauline won the £8 house, while I won the Irish raffle (last man standing) and came away with £43

Nice evening spent with lovely people, just a shame to see them go

And now, at the end of all that, i've got a little white pain in the arse who no doubt wants his walkies so I better take him out soon

hows your pauline?

Blimey, I didn't feel that drunk when I got home. Apparently I am, though. Things aren't making a lot of sense and I was talking at ninety miles an hour to my sister - I tend to talk even more than usual when I'm pissed.

Slightly worried - well, very worried, actually - that I resemble Jo Brand in some of the photos that were taken tonight. Other than that, though - good party.

i havent got drunk for a month- arrgh!

ah back on the booze last nite, was very depressed

I only drink when I'm suicidal. It's doesn't help.

Haven't drunk for a few weeks now so alls good!

Why's the rum gone?

(Hands you a fresh bottle)

barnaclelapse wrote:(Hands you a fresh bottle)

I refuse to ever look at another bottle.




So i'll drink it with my eyes shut

loving gin , its my laughter drink

Forever Jung wrote:

barnaclelapse wrote:(Hands you a fresh bottle)

I refuse to ever look at another bottle.




So i'll drink it with my eyes shut

LIKE A BOSS.

This is the first time I've been drunk for a while and woah, my vision is blurry and I'm about to type a load of shite. Somehow, though, I'm still concerned about my spelling and grammar. Why does this always happen to me?

Anyway - things I feel the need to mention.

- FO is worryingly quiet lately, I don't like that.
- My eyes are blurry and I can see white lines around stuff, that's not good. My first drink for a couple of months, so I'm assuming I'm not an alcoholic. Just an occasional binge drinker of 55% vol alcohol.
- If I die, I would like to be cremated please, and I'd like my ashes scattered on the cliff near here known as Old Harry Rocks - assuming my family can be arsed to walk up there. Otherwise, they can just chuck me over the beach in North Swanage. You can put this on Facebook if you see an announcement that I'm dead. Not planning to kill myself, but you never know when it might happen - best to be prepared.
- The photo in the link above is mine, and it's being used in the 2013 Salmon Calendar of West Country images. That's cool.
- 'Keren' is an Indonesian word meaning 'cool'.
- Weird to think that if I died, my partner would be the one putting me in the coffin, as he's an undertaker. Seems a waste to buy a coffin if it's going to be burnt. A box will be fine.
- Fuck, I'm so drunk I can't remember the other things I was going to say. That's probably a relief for anyone reading this.
- I'm hoping I don't die, I'd rather stay alive.

- Lastly, which is best? Spend your life not falling in love in case you get hurt, or risk it and feel like you want to die if it all falls apart? I usually think the latter, but sometime I think that it's so unbearable that it's not worth it.

- FO is worryingly quiet lately, I don't like that.

Agree.

CatNamedRudy wrote:

- FO is worryingly quiet lately, I don't like that.

Agree.

'Tiz partly my fault, and I apologise for that.

Not drunk but I think from experience I'm not risking love for anything ever again. But DG Im jealous of your partner!M always wanted to be an undertaker!!!

insaneasperger wrote:Not drunk but I think from experience I'm not risking love for anything ever again. But DG Im jealous of your partner!M always wanted to be an undertaker!!!

IA - I say this to myself from time to time, too - is it worth the risk, as it hurts so much when it goes wrong? But it is worth it, because when it goes right it's amazing.

I'm finding myself becoming fascinated with the Funerals business, actually. I can see why you were drawn to it.

It's amazing! If he ever have any work experience available do it! I waited years for one day and would do it all over again!

After a lot of tears and pain I've decided it's not worth the risk at least not at the moment!

Dorset Girl wrote:

CatNamedRudy wrote:

- FO is worryingly quiet lately, I don't like that.

Agree.

'Tiz partly my fault, and I apologise for that.

Bloody is, isn't it? I've been away for 3 days and i expected to have to catch up on more. It's been relatively quiet for a few weeks now.

I've been busy watching the Olympics. Once they're over, I'll be around here chatting more!

Fuck me. I've been drunk before, but I'm wondering if this is the most drunk ever. Hehe, everything's spinny.

Dorset Gi;drl wrote:Fuck me. I've been drunk before, but I'm wondering if this is the most drunk ever. Hehe, everything's spinny.

Congrats


DING DING DING DING DING DING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Pissed and happy

So... yes, I was very drunk. At about 1am, I heard my gate open so went downstairs to investigate. I cautiously opened the front door and there in my porch, in silhouette, was a tall, dark figure. I literally screamed in fright, and fell over! Turned out it was my boyfriend coming home after going to the cinema, he swears he knocked on the door - I didn't hear him, though. Hahaha, I probably woke up all my neighbours with my scream.

Dorset Girl wrote:So... yes, I was very drunk. At about 1am, I heard my gate open so went downstairs to investigate. I cautiously opened the front door and there in my porch, in silhouette, was a tall, dark figure. I literally screamed in fright, and fell over! Turned out it was my boyfriend coming home after going to the cinema, he swears he knocked on the door - I didn't hear him, though. Hahaha, I probably woke up all my neighbours with my scream.

Mmmmm...vodka...

Anyone care to join me?