|Subject||One too many...|
|DateCreated||12/30/2005 4:33:00 PM|
|PostedDate||12/29/2005 4:00:00 PM|
|I was already well oiled when I got back from the Dead Monroe gig, but as it wasn't that late I grabbed some cheese out of the fridge, and sat down in front of my PC to catch up on stuff on the net. I poured myself a (not so) wee dram as a nightcap. A very large Drambuie was probably not the wisest thing to wash down the cheese and all those pints I'd had in the pub, but I was out like a light as soon as I hit the sack...|
Not surprisingly, I woke up in the middle of the night bursting for a piss. This wouldn't have been a major problem, only someone appeared to have moved the bedroom door while I was asleep. To confuse my alcohol befuddled brain even more they had also moved the light switch! It must have taken me a good two minutes to escape from my own bedroom - I nearly didn't make it. When I woke up late this morning I saw I'd knocked a load of things over in my desperate struggle to reach the toilet. I'd nearly knocked my favourite guitar off it's stand - and the wardrobe door was open. In the darkness I must have been trying to get to the toilet though the wardrobe door!