Rushed - Alex

Ahhhhh, circumstances which have applied to this blog in the not so distant past raise their grubby little faces again. Here I am with the day in which I can blog all but over, and I have to hammer out a quick blog before the clock strikes midnight. But in order to assist me in the writing of this blog I have a co-blogger, Mr. Alcohol is here to help me entertain you! I can assure you that a Sunday night is not when I typically get boozed up, it just so happens that it is my friends 18th birthday today, and what sort of 18th birthday is it if you don't drink alcohol and buy sweet and sour chicken balls from a chinese take away just before they close? Not a very good one, that's the answer you were looking for. Right with 20 minutes of the day left I guess I better get on with pooing/teeth brushing/getting changed and all other sorts of pre-bedtime rituals.