Oooo! It was Ray's birthday do on saturday. Birthday's on monday, but he and Sarah threw a bit of a bash at theirs. It was supposed to start about 8 so we tried to get a taxi up - o chance on a sat night! So Jen and Chris gave us a lift on the way to see the new Matrix film. Turns out we're the first to get there!!
Worst thing is, everyone who arrives after us brings Ray a prezzie - we didn't! So after feeling suitabley awkward and guilty we desided to get shit faced.
Loads of people tuned up, including some old freinds of Yorkies that we haven't seen in ages. Great, because I get to hear loads of dodgy stories about Yorkie's rather, erm, colourfull youth! Most of them I know already - people are always so happy to tell Yorkie stories. The day he split his willie while shagging a girl in the campus kitchen is always a great one. Gets better every time I hear it too!
Will admit that now I don't actually recall most of the night, but I know that Yorkie, Mark and myself were the last to leave, and the two of us didn't get home till 5am!
Think I need some sleep!!!