Wednesday, December 27, 2006
night in with the neighbours - the aftermath
i've been told that when i got out into the hall i pretended to be a pinball: seems i managed to bounce off each of the walls at least once before i went splat again... oopsy.
in the end dave managed to herd me off upstairs and andy managed to herd karen out the door. paul says he was just leaving when i came thumping back down the stairs head first giggling madly all the way... have a vague memory of it. and did manage to find one small bruise on my wrist. goodness me...
the next morning everyone expected me to be dead (karen felt very guilty). but i was fine (i did sleep till noon, but it was a saturday and i went to bed at three, why should i have got up earlier...). marion, who seemed to have had the least of anyone was most ill. all day. she was feeling better in the afternoon, so we drove up to cribbs. but then she had to get out and puke in the bushes by b&q. oops.
well, as i said, i was fine. no-one could believe i hadn't puked at all. as it turned out they were right. i was just closing the window on the sunday (christmas eve) after having aired the room a bit (just in case) cause my grandparents were sleeping in there over christmas, when i noticed something odd on the window sill. seems i'd puked out the bedroom window. good thing it's round the back of the house ;-) although i had mostly managed to miss the wall. i've got perfect aim (ok, we'll just forget about dublin for a moment), apart from the few bits that got obstructed by protruding parts of the house such as the kitchen window sill (and they've all been washed away by the rain now, i've checked) it all landed in the drain. how good is that!!! ;-)
telling karen and andy about it at their annual christmas eve gathering led to andy telling a story about how he... nah, i'm not allowed to post other people's stories sorry :-D
the funniest thing at their christmas eve thing (they invite the whole street and this year lots of people from church too) was the neighbour who complained about the 13 year old girls who'd been running up and down the street shrieking on friday night :-D no clue how this person decided on 13 year olds... and the other neighbour who'd heard the shrieking around half past twelve and actually looked out the window to see someone tottering down the street half naked... oopsy. but it was definitely karen, cause i was doing it at twenty past eleven... :-D
luckily karen can't remember anything from pretty early on in the evening. i always tell myself if i can't remember it, it never happened. good way of reducing the embarrassment. better way would be to drink less of course, but... ah well
well it was definitely a hilarious evening :-D (not that i'd necessarily want to repeat it)
oh yes, i also found one more strange photo of the polyp. such a weirdo ;-)