Writing this still hungover as hell caked in my own spew but what ya gonna do. Yesterday was fairly bland I just worked on my uni assignment and hung around until I had to go to work. Work wasn’t quite as soul crushing as it usually is but I think that’s mainly because I knew I was going out after. After work I went to a friends house to catch up with a bunch of old mates which was good. My mistake was thinking I’m a pirate and thinking I can handle drinking whiskey straight. We went into the city but by that point I was already too far gone to get in anywhere and that is probably for the best. Twas a good night don’t get me wrong I just did not bank on getting thus hammered, gonna go throw up more now.