We went to the Supper Club and now I have no money.
So many parties, much of them based around the pretty people of Polly.
A previously postponed Polly Christmas Party was okay, but I had to go home and have a lie down rather earlier than my usual sign-out time - never do cope well when the drinks are free and this time the shots were coming out furiuosly on little trays.
I took my first Sunday off in months so I could actually go out on a Saturday night (Woo!). So when I was let off work @ 11pm Saturday I grabbed my bandit mask and fencing sword and headed for the big smoke like I imagined everyone else must do on a Saturday night. I arrived late but well armed for Leigh's Last Shift at Polly Party, which in the style of John Farhnam's Finale Tour, was really just the beginning of a long succession of farewell Leigh gatherings. Got to taste Cristal here (ridiculous).
A Superhero House Warming for Annastasia's Simon moving into Paul's. Just caught the very end of it at around sometime when the sun was rising after Leigh's Last Shift party. Bandit mask and fencing sword came in better use here.
Had drinks at Comfortable Chair last Wednesday, got to meet Chris's lovely girlfriend and didn't have to talk about the Commonwealth Games. I didn't get that comfortable in my chair though - the crowed was crap, apart from us of course, and some guy behind the bar asked me if I'd like a glass of milk (grrr!).
I'm sure there has been more but I forget; only just recovered from a late night @ the Supper Club. We were celebrating Chris (a different Chris) turning 30 and I was probably saying goodbye to Leigh again and again. Anyway, I learnt something that night that I'm sure is only going to destroy me financially in the future, and that is: Wine is really, really nice when you say to a waiter "here, take this money, I don't need it, and because I know nothing about wine, HERE! (handing them the wine list) You choose!" And that ladies and gentlemen is how you get yourself a really nice bottle of wine that surprises you with a Leunig cartoon on the label. (How cute!) But You must be careful when drinking wine if you are even just a little like me. Too much wine makes you think you own the world. I however, was fortunate enough to have somebody like Matt there to help me. Put me back down where I belong like a professional. Did that weird grabbing thing just above my knee, and in seconds I was on the floor, and hit my head on the table on my way back up, Ha! What fun hey?!
Oh, one last thing: Goodbye Leigh, hope Edinburgh is good to you, Bon Voyage and all that goodhappy travelling stuff. I'm Sorry I cannot come to the airport, it's a clash with Coheed and Cambria, but I promise I will still be waving to your plane this evening anyways. Look out for me if you can, I'm small I know, but I will be wearing my fluoro orange skirt so you should be able to still spot me. Goodbye, goodbye...oh (sniff).
