Cheers!

So much for a quiet early night...

I must admit I'm having a little trouble typing this post. It seems my fingers are doing whatever they please. I guess that's what happens when you have a few drinks... I sense my liver may come out of this job worse for the wear.

Satay was good tonight with the record of 25 satays from one of my work mates. I made it to 15 and was well satisfied with that number.

I thought I was doing well with the wine and being well behaved until I discovered that my glass had been surrepticiously been topped up when I wasn't looking. As a result I have no idea how much I've had to drink. Suffice to say I've finished my night with vodka which I simply do not do.

Why am I blogging right now? Well, why not I say! Possibly because sleep's a better idea...

Blogging's what happens when Gene's away. Apparently getting sloshed with my work mates is what happens too... Thankfully he'll be back to share the liver killing tradition on Friday...