New Adventures 18th - 25th [The Real Version]

Thursday

Thursday was a bit of a bad day for me. I woke up early because I had to do some stuff for my Mom, only to find that my car had a flat tyre. Not a good start. I did a bit of scratching around and eventually pumped the tyre up, and then did a bunch of stuff for my mom before coming home rather tired. I had about two hours before I had to be at Andre, my psychologist, and thought I'd get an hour of sleep. That didn't work out, as I slept thorough 2 alarms and missed the appointment. Never fun.

I felt really crap, and so my mom and I went out to get some coffee at this great place, and while I was there I got some terrible news about one of my best friends breaking up with his girlfriend. I decided that I needed to go over to his house to make sure he was ok, and later organised to go over that evening.

I got there and met up with some other friends, and because when you break up with your girlfriend you go out and get drunk, we knew what to do. I asked one of the parties, and he/she wasn't keen on his/her name being in this blog so I've come up with some rather original names. Tom [broken up friend], Dick [rather hairy friend] and Harry [rather short friend]. There were a few other people there, but these are the main ones.

Right, so Tom pulled out a bottle of 'Apple Sours', which was triple strength, and Tom, Dick and Harry all did two shots each [I couldn't drink on account of the fact that I was driving home], and that's when things went pear shaped. You see, Tom is a fairly resilient drinker but both Dick and Harry get drunk very quickly and after these two shots they were both drunk.

Then we played a bit of FIFA, and then the three of them did another two shots each. At this stage, Tom was drunk, Dick was about as drunk as I've ever seen him, and Harry was shouting at me to "Make another hub now!". To be honest, I just sat with my SoCo and lime, turning the music up. If things had stopped there, it would have been fine, but Dick and Harry decided that it was time to up the drinking and they started trying to get each other to down beers.

Then things started getting ugly, with Dick starting to lose his balance I had to run around with a cloth wiping up beer off pretty much everything in sight, including the printer, Persian rug and the bed.

It must have been about 22h30 when the other friends arrived back from Canal Walk, and things were really funny at this stage. Dick couldn't really stand at this point, because he'd downed three ciders, and it turned out that the shot glasses were double shots, so they had had 8 shots of triple strength Apple Sours, and Dick was pushing for at least another three ciders before he passed out. Harry on the other hand was still drinking, and was very drunk, shouting at everyone, and told me he wanted to have a wank.

Unfortunately for Tom, he was just feeling more and more depressed, so getting drunk wasn't making anything better. He had also stopped drinking because his world was spinning more than normal. But this lesson was lost on Dick and Harry who were going at it like there was no tomorrow.

I'm not sure exactly what order the following things happened but Dick told me he loved me and Harry continued to shout at me, before running to the bathroom and throwing up. He must have been caught between two minds, because he threw up in between the toilet and the basin, meaning lots of cleaning up. Then he sat with his pants between his ankles, hanging over the bath. He threw up for about 2 hours after that.

Dick fell into Tom's room, pouring cider all over the bed before I picked him up and took him outside, where he continued to pour his drink over everyone in the vicinity. Now, I don't mind cleaning up, but vomit is not my deal, so I just continued to care for Dick while someone helped Harry out.

Dick got more and more out of hand, and again I'm not sure about the order, but he fell over and crawled along the floor toward the fridge before almost pulling the fridge out of the socket and onto himself. I kicked him very hard in the arm and he still wouldn't let go. Then I smashed his head on the floor so he would let go of the drink he was pouring on the floor next to the plugs. Not a good idea

Eventually he passed out, and Tom drew all over him with a permanent marker. Then Dick threw up, and one of our friends had to turn him on his side so he didn't die. The evening ended with Dick lying in a puddle of vomit, passed out, Harry, sitting and throwing up into a bucket I emptied three times, and Tom still drunk and very depressed.

All in all, a less great time was had by all.


Friday

Friday didn't start well for me, as I only got to bed at about 3am, and needed to be up at 5am to fetch my uncle and his partner from the airport. Fetching them wasn't the problem, but being up after 2 hours sleep was, and I was fairly tired. It's been about 4 years since I've seen Barry, and about 2 years since I've seen Keith, my uncle, so it was really nice to see them again. After breakfast and then a snack at my gran's house I drove home and got some sleep.

Because the previous evening had been rather eventful we decided to do something chilled, and so we went through to Val's house for a visit. She's really cool, and so is her brother, Stevie, so I had a good time. We ate semi raw cup cakes which were much nicer than the fully made ones and then we had a very interesting chat with Derek, Val's step dad, or something like that. I'm not sure actually exactly what he is, but he's a cool guy nevertheless. We spoke about his outlook on life, and the fact that he believes that if YHVH / God is omnipresent the he is in all of us and we should just surrender to that fact and rather than trying to find anything we should just look inside ourselves because that is where all the answers are. I agree to some extent, in that I do believe all the answers to life's questions are found inside us, but I do also believe that his outlook has been overly simplified, and that there is a necessity for salvation through Y'Shua / Jesus.

Anyway, fun was had by me, and probably Derek too, but I think the other guys weren't sure how to approach it so they were fairly quiet. Interesting for me though. I love hearing other people's opinions.


Saturday

I'm not sure how it happened but we ended up going through to Corner Bar after I played a few games of DOTA in the afternoon to see a few bands. One of the bands was named 'The Plastics'. They were fairly good live, but they sound exactly like 'The Arctic Monkeys' and to be honest I would have had more fun if they had played Arctic Monkeys songs, but whatever. After them a band named 'Autopilot' came on, and they were fairly good. Very pop rock with a female vocalist and very melodic lead runs and solos. Their drummer was pretty good though, but he lacked a double pedal. Would have been much better with one...


Sunday

I can't remember anything special happening on Sunday, other than Jon and I playing DOTA.


Monday

Monday I helped Jon pack for going to the farm with my mom. The two of them went to stay with my mom's friend, Elizabeth, on her farm. Elizabeth is a very nice lady, who is quite a head mental actually, and she and her husband decided to buy a farm as an investment a few years ago, where they have sheep and chickens and other random animals. Every weekend they go out to the farm to make sure everything is still running, and after they've done some [very intense] work they relax and hang out. Elizabeth spends most of her time trying to convince me that I must go out to the farm which really isn't my idea of fun.

Anyway Jon, that's my brother in case you don't know, and my mom went to the farm for a few days. He had an awesome time because he loves the outdoors and working with his hands and braais and that type of thing.

Monday evening Cate, my ex father, and I went to visit Keith and Barry who are staying at my gran's house for dinner. It was nice to hang out and chat, but the truth is that Cate is the worst person around people, being rather an introvert, so I spent most of the evening talking about films and theater, two things I really love, so while it was weird to do most of the talking it was ok.

After the dinner we went home and then Donovan called me and we went with some friends to Pete's Post to watch some football. Chelsea were playing Everton, and if they had won they would have made it to the top of the log. Unfortunately that didn't happen on account of the referee being a head mental and giving yellow and red cards to almost every Chelsea player for mostly no reason.

There was also a man who was wearing mostly no clothes, but that's a story I think Tessa, Matt's girlfriend, should tell you.


Tuesday

Other than visiting Andre, my psychologist, I just read and DOTA'd.


Wednesday

Very mellow day for me, my mom and Jon got back home and then we hung out and played some more DOTA, and I read more. That's about it.