Last night was . . . eventful. I went to see the worst movie ever made, “Napoleon Dynamite”. Nate, you seriously owe me four quid for the ticket, since you were the one who recomended it in August (no wonder it did so well in Mesa, btw. Written and directed by Mormon brothers, it has so many LDS overtones it’s scary). Anyway, after I walked out of that about half way through, I got a call from Caron saying that she would be going home to Belfast tonight and would therefore miss my par-tay. She had me meet her at Jinty’s so she could buy me a drink . . . and I didn’t properly leave for the rest of the night. That was 4pm and I got home at 2am.
Which isn’t to say I didn’t move around a bit. I went and spent about an hour in Buddha down the road and another hour in the Basement on Byres road, but we kept going back to Jinty’s. I’d tell you everything that happened, but for that I would need to talk to other people first. It’s been a long time since I’ve drunk so much that I remember so little of what went on. I know Chris was about, as were Alice, Christiana, Hamish, Tash, and Rosey. That’s about all I know though. I think I met up with more people at some point, but I don’t know who they were or where it was or much of anything really. So I guess what I’m saying is that if I happened to call, text, or e-mail any of you yesterday, I do apologize! Take none of it seriously, I beg of you! 😉
“I’m never drinking again.”
(Repeated throughout movie)
~Scott Mechlowicz (as Scott Thomas) – “EuroTrip”