Parties- Paddy

As Alex informed you yesterday, we had a weekend full of partying. I, unlike alex, however, do not have any self control and got very drunk on both nights. In fact on Friday I was sick outside my friends house, and on Saturday I was "really, very nearly sick" but refrained from actually chundering, as someone who is uneducated might say. Before you get all judgmental, I did consumed a high amount of alcohol, conservatively estimated to be in the region of 45 units, which is no small amount and works out at more than 1 unit an hour from the time I started on Friday, to the time I fell asleep on Sunday morning. Is it wrong that I am just the tiniest bit proud of that ratio? I'm more ashamed of the actions caused by the ratio, obviously. I woke up on sunday morning and people had adorned my body in rude words written in sharpie. I had to remove the whole top layer of skin from my upper arm to remove the message that "****'s love ******* & poo". It wasn't a sentiment I really wanted to share with the people by displaying it so prominently on myself. Also my Nan was visiting me on Sunday, and she certainly wouldn't want to see that.