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Starting to feel a little more Homo Sapiens & a lot less Neanderthal now...
I just saw off 2 members of Hands & Feet ~ the band formerly known as the Multi-String Army, after an afternoon of jamming 2 new songs into basic frameworks. Some time during the last few hours, my headache dissipated, the veil lifted from behind & in front of my eyes & the world stopped swaying back & forth.
Which means the 2 litres of Bavarian beer, 3 schnapps shots, 2 scotch'n'cokes & 1 Long Island Iced Tea have finally left the building. All this was consumed during a City crawl with SarinG & UnknownB, taking in the Bavarian Bier Cafe, the seediest strip club we could find, Hyde Park & an ex-pool hall bar/nightclub complex on Oxford St.
Time for a white wine, perhaps?
Breakfast at the local this morning was notable for the owner taking one look at me & saying "Pffft... hung over." I hadn't realised the bear-like torpid movement, the sunglasses & the slightly swaying gait were that obvious... Everything was just a little too loud there today, so we left as swiftly as my shambling feet could carry me. After nibbling at chocolate, rice snacks & nuts through the afternoon, I'm pretty hungry ~ which is also a good sign of recovery.
No big plans for tomorrow, so I'll chase up my amplifier repairer & might find time to give blood for the first time in about a year. The Red Cross keep sending me invitations to visit Dracula's Castle on Clarence St in the city, so may as well do something constructive with the day... I wonder if there'll still be enough alcohol in the system to give some poor patient a buzz after surgery?
I just saw off 2 members of Hands & Feet ~ the band formerly known as the Multi-String Army, after an afternoon of jamming 2 new songs into basic frameworks. Some time during the last few hours, my headache dissipated, the veil lifted from behind & in front of my eyes & the world stopped swaying back & forth.
Which means the 2 litres of Bavarian beer, 3 schnapps shots, 2 scotch'n'cokes & 1 Long Island Iced Tea have finally left the building. All this was consumed during a City crawl with SarinG & UnknownB, taking in the Bavarian Bier Cafe, the seediest strip club we could find, Hyde Park & an ex-pool hall bar/nightclub complex on Oxford St.
Time for a white wine, perhaps?
Breakfast at the local this morning was notable for the owner taking one look at me & saying "Pffft... hung over." I hadn't realised the bear-like torpid movement, the sunglasses & the slightly swaying gait were that obvious... Everything was just a little too loud there today, so we left as swiftly as my shambling feet could carry me. After nibbling at chocolate, rice snacks & nuts through the afternoon, I'm pretty hungry ~ which is also a good sign of recovery.
No big plans for tomorrow, so I'll chase up my amplifier repairer & might find time to give blood for the first time in about a year. The Red Cross keep sending me invitations to visit Dracula's Castle on Clarence St in the city, so may as well do something constructive with the day... I wonder if there'll still be enough alcohol in the system to give some poor patient a buzz after surgery?
