Oh dear. Last night is coming back to me in bits.
I remember the pub.
I remember the conversations with G#2, which got heavier as the night went on.
I remember that the two of us were the only people (except the staff) in the pub for about a hour at some point in the evening.
I remember our two friends, Grolsh and Starpramen.
I remember hiding glasses under the seat to steal and take home.
I remember getting bored of the idea of stealing glasses so I left them under the seat.
I remember eating a Nutrigrain bar when I got in from the pub.
I remember sticking my heater on high and my room actually being warm.
I remember phoning Sam (oh WHY do I do that when I am drunk??)
I remember he answered and we had a nice conversation.
I remember that I have forgotten most of the conversation although there was definately something about boiled eggs.
I remember G#2 coming upstairs to check on me because she could hear me talking and thought I was talking to myself.
I remember not wanting to tell Sam my email address as it was embarrassing! (WHAT?)
I remember giving him my email address (and I have an email from him).
I remember promising to go and see him at Christmas.
I remember saying goodnight.
I remember thinking that I wanted one last cigarette but thinking that I would just shut my eyes for a minute and if I was still awake in 5 mins I would get up and have one!
I remember waking up this morning in exactly the same position when my alarm went off.