well Easter has come and gone and whilst the majority of people had Easter Monday off - I was set to go back to the daily grind. Usually I'm not one to complain but due to a long list of booze filled events that began pre-easter weekend (just to warm up) I was in a whole world of pain by Monday morning.
It all started Thursday night @ about 6pm. I was to have the first of many beers.
In retrospect that night was close to becoming the pinacle of the weekend... I had a great night. The first stop was Uni night. Under normal circumstances uni night is big - but the night before the Easter weekend transformed it into huge. So huge we couldn't get in.
Now usually that would mean the night would slide into dissaray and arguments between friends would break out with "I told you we should of got here earlier" or "we should of gone to that bar"...
But there was to much excitement in the air - in fact there were more people outside the pub than there was inside. So a sub-party to uni night was created outside the pub which boosted morale and layed the foundations to an epic night.
My memory becomes slightly blurred from what happend next but I can assure you fun times were had by all. Daylight arrived and begged for me to go for a surf. It was a good move.
It looked like there were a few other hungover campaigners who decided to stay in bed a little longer as there were only a few blokes out. It was well worth while and after it I felt a million bucks.
Friday night was fairly tame although it did involve a taxi ride to McDonalds and the order of 30 cheeseburgers.
yep 30. It's a disgrace.
A friend of ours by the name of 'Dokes' had just moved into a new house so by Saturday night it was time for that house to be warmed! Homemade punch, a funnel and a dice made for a good night.
By Sunday it was family time - a trip to Noosa to catch up with the rello's. More beer, prawns and my first taste of chocolate for the weekend. The Sunshine Surf Club put on a good show that night followed by some pizza's at zachary's on hastings st. Attempts were made to go into night clubs but due to an underage patron that was with us our luck had run out. home sweet home.
6.am Monday morning and the alarm on the mobile is blaring. ouch. You all know the feeling.
Well to next time folks. Good Surf'n and bye for now.
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Tom,
ReplyDeleteNow that I am possibly considered middle age (turning 41 next week)I will have to extend my partying life & live it through your eyes or blog for reading pleasure
If you do need any tips on some old school partying ways, please just hit me up. I acquired a depth of experience over a good 20 years from '85 to '05. From tacky nightclubs in the suburbs of Melbourne to the party scene of the Greek & Spanish Islands, the early rave scene, Spring Breaks in the USA/Mexico, etc etc.
Enjoy life, just dont wipe yourself out too much.
JJ Doyle