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[johnny9fingers]

After I cancelled my party, a chum suggested something a little more informal. Eight or so friends descended upon me, and after checking I wasn't needed in any way for the Old Man (reassurance from both mother and father, who was a bit brighter on Sat) I proceded to get V.drunk indeed. A champagne 'drunk' is more fun than the other kinds, right up until the emergency trip to the bathroom. Anyway, I didn't puke more than about three times: so that's alright then. Thanks to female singer chum of mine I made it to bed sobered, but not sober. Nevertheless, alas, I slept alone.
Thanks to drinking much water before bedtime the normal morning headache was attenuated. So am as normal as it's possible for someone like me to be.