My weekend was a complete and utter blow out.
It started with drinks after work on Friday. After approximately 9 dry gin martinis, a couple of G&Ts and a few glasses of red wine for good luck; combined with no food; Ziggy ended up at house 'party' (after the three bars he was in) and left (not long after he arrived) in a whirl of confusion.
Problem being... once I sobered up a bit, I realised I didn't have my bag - which meant I had no wallet, no keys, and my mobile's battery (which was in my pocket) was about to die.
After calling OBF (Other Best Friend) in hysterics at about 1 in the morning, Ziggy ended up at home (after many and varied interesting adventures en route) at 4am - by feet. This is fairly impressive, as at one point (between the blackouts) I realised I was at Shepherd's Bush, which is probably a 7-8 mile walk from my house. Once I finally arrived home, I had to buzz the neighbour to let me in who put me in her spare bedroom as I didn't have the keys to my flat and FBF (Flatmate/Best Friend) had stayed at the party.
I felt sick with anxiety the next morning: What the hell happened between 1am and 4am (I only have sketchy memories (which scare me) and awful descriptions from OBF whom I called before my mobile died), where the hell was my bag?!, amongst others.
To be honest, the whole event really frightened me. Let's face it, London is a big city with all sorts of people in it, and who knows who I came across in the 3 hours I lost. It's a wonder I'm still in one piece at all.
It made me think very seriously about my drinking.
11 comments:
We're both in the same boat, aren't we?! glad you got home okay. did you ever find your bag?
Dude! Thanks for your welcoming comment on my blog! You sound like you should be dry for January, much like myself, apart from when i'm out. Not sure how to use everything on the site yet, but as soon as i know how to put your blog on as a link or something i will.
And yes, Pete Burns definately to win. Man-she pride!
zuze... fortunately I had left my bag at the house where the party was.... so it was safe and sound and full of all my belongings. Still scared the shit out of me though.
future legend... good to see you, babe.
Damn, Ziggy, you'd better slow down on the drinks, this is serious chit!
You're lucky you're not dead. Your neighbor was very nice to let you crash in a spare bedroom.
Ziggy as always I'm glad you made it home in one solid piece and not missing any vital body parts.
Also, it might help to carry a card that you can pin to your jacket--"If you find me in a place I shouldn't be please return me to (your addres here)"
One rule I always go by, either drink hard(vodka) or soft(wine) but never mix the two.
Glad you got your stuff back :)
Dabich, already reached that conclusion!
Phoenix, I'm fully aware that fact!
DM... how you got the impression I was sensible is *completely* beyond me?!
K~ your comment was strangely (in truth!) extremely calming. So *thank you*!
That is indeed scary... to have a part of your life unaccounted for! You might have entered a time void! Or abducted by an alien!
Blimey!
Neurotic Missy, it has happened to me before... but have never considered the fact that I may have been abducted by aliens! How exciting! oooohhhh. I like that idea.
Hmmmm...I thought I had replied to this..anyways, dude, have you pieced together those lost hours as yet? What happened? Did you finally find you bag?
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