Night at the zoo.

I leave the house to meet up with friends. Looking out of the window I could see it was raining slightly, but nothing to worry about. A minute after walking out my door and I'm absolutely soaked. One of my friends has long hair, it's completely sodden. We meet up and walk down to the local mini-supermarket/corner shop type shop. We get some lager (usually I don't drink lager too often) and some cheap wine. And my god I mean cheap, £2.99 for a 75cl bottle.....you just know it's going to taste like cheap p*ss.

Get back to my friends house, and all three of us are drenched. The term drowned rats springs to mind. I ask nicely if I can borrow a pair of jeans, seeing as my combats are going to take about 3 weeks to dry out. Phill being the mate he is throws me some Levi 501's, and a towel so that I can stop the water dripping off my hair and down my neck. Cheers mate.

So we sit and get fresh while watching skate vids. By the time we order a taxi I am definitely feeling the affects of my lager....goes straight to my head, I mean I'm pretty much a lightweight anyways, but on lager and cheap wine...well I don't last long lets put it that way.

Was fun to be back at the zoo, haven't been there for about a year or so, and they played some top notch musical treats. I remember there being 2 Brand New songs back to back. I was in the middle of the dance floor, hair flailing and screaming into a lager bottle. Was a good night.

That was last night, and to be honest I'm not hungover at all. Thirsty as hell, aching limbs from dancing, but not hungover. Pruv is gonna drink lager and cheap wine more often. I'm meant to be going into town with Phill later...wonder if I'll see any men in giant tomato suits this week? If I do, you'll be sure to find out.