Another Friday night, another chance to get some belly ache. I already have it 
In about one hour some friends come around to have some drinks before we head for the city. Then we'll meet some other friends to have some more beer and then...
I know where it will end.
Concerning discos Anytown is not that well appointed. So I have no choice actually besides going home early. This time I have enough time to think about it.
I will see George that sucker who is ignoring me. I still don't get it.
He wanted time to work up his former relationsship. He got time. He wanted to keep in touch with me and I told him that he should be the one contacting me because I didn't want to be blamed for not respecting that he was backing out. And now he doesn't know me anymore???
Screw you!
I hope I will see loads of nice people again and I have to keep in mind that I shouldn't get so shit-faced again. Tomorrow will be a hard day. Coffee party at my brother's and after that there will be a big party in the large-city-next-to-Anytown. There will be cocktails and people I've never met before. I like the thought. But to dodge the hangover I had last week I should keep to beer an keep my hands off the bloody Prosecco and Vodka.
There are two possibilities for me to cross my limits when drinking: either I'm in an incredible good mood and I don't know when to stop because the party is much too good or all the evil of the world is pressing on my shoulders and I drink to forget which is really really bad.
So keep your fingers crossed for me that this will be none of it tonite
