separation

This friday night was spent at yet another bar, this time it was a place called 3 degrees, in the QV building.
Now, There have been comments to the effect that I'm drunk too often, because I spend so much time in bars, but I think this is not the case. I do write a lot about going to bars, but that's only because I told myself I wouldn't blog about work, and as such that just leaves socialising and hanging out. Now since I do a lot of socialising in bars and pubs, they are going to show up a lot. However this weekend is a good point in case, because while I spent last night in a bar, I only had 3 drinks. :)
Anyway, last night was something of a reunion of a whole lot of ex-work friends, and current work friends, so it was pretty much jam packed with people I like to hang out with. At the top of the list are people like Narelle and Lisa, Lee, Les, Shaz and Julie, with surprise appearances by Tracey and Rossco, and of course all the current crew (Joe, Bec, Darren and 3 Matts). It was a pretty good night, especially as I hadn't seen most of those guys in a while and even the regulars I hadn't seen in a few weeks. It was really good to hang out with Millsy and Lisa again, and Lisa and I had some of the craziest conversations possible. I can't even remember what the hell we talked about most of the night, but it was definitely funny because we were giggling like inmates at an insane asylum. At one point I was having a pretty good time, with one arm around Shaz and another around Lee while they both argued with each other about how much they miss me :) pretty good stuff ;) It's often fun to be sober at a night like that and have everyone around you become slowly more drunk, deteriorating more with each hour into a great sloppy mass of buffoonery. it cracks me up :)
3 Degrees was pretty good, nice bar, decent prices, good beer on tap and not too crowded. They even had this new vanilla flavoured vodka that made Matt W's Vodka & Squash taste just like a Splice ice cream. Very dangerous indeed :)

After the bar I had to go back to work for a bit (about 1:3am) and ended up having to walk the distance in the pouring rain, getting completely soaked to the skin. By the time I was leaving work and looking for a taxi it was about 2:30 and the rain had let up a little, but it still took nearly 45 minutes to get one, after having a few conversations with drivers who were 'going off shift' and not interested in taking a fare. Interesting how they decided not to switch off their dome light. :)