This drinking til 1:30am and going into work at 7am is starting to catch up with me...

2 nights ago I went to the bars with my friends Vicki, Serena, Callum, and Jen (all British btw). I had about 4 or 5 watermelon martinis and some beer. Then Serena decided we should do shot called a "flat-liner". It was tequilla, sambuca, and tabasco sauce. I seriously thought I was going to die. When I went into work yesterday I could still feel my stomach burning.

Last night my scottish friend Tom called me and invited me to his house for a "barbeque". The " " is because Kev (Tom's roommate, also scottish) used a George Forman grill for this get together, lol. Vicki, Karen and I headed over there around 9pm. I drove out cause I wasn't planning on drinking much, but we started playing asshole and other games in which it is impossible to not get drunk. It was a really good time, and I haven't hung out and gotten drunk like that in awhile. It was only about 7 of us out there and once Becky with Michael I was the only American. I like having foreign friends, it makes me feel cultured. Vicki and Karen left then I passed out there around 1:30am... now I'm here at work at 7am... fun fun fun! It was definitely a good night though!