Went out last night was quite a few of us; Xf Chris, Jaz, Roody, Rob, Wes, Nova and drunk Dice.

Still hungover from the night before and I wasn't as drunk as usual :P

So funny, Nova got started on 68 times, Dice was something else and everybody killed it.

By the time we got to Blackdog Ballroom I had sorta sobered up or my hangover had kicked in and went home after a while. There was a girl in a red top and black leggings who might have the best ass in my re-collective memory.

I did a lot of approaches nothing really 'hooked', apart from one until I told her I tried to convince the bouncers Dice wasn't drunk but was a Downer and she replied "My nephew has Down's Syndrome", I was like "I'll just leave".

Oh and apparently on Friday night, according to xfc I got with a hottie on Friday which I vaguely remember.

Anyway, its another night out that reinforces my belief of having a night out and fun rather than out to 'sarge' with your clipboard and ball-point pen.