Got drunk yesterday. Starting in the office during the afternoon, much to the amusement of my colleagues...

(The office fridge contains a stock of beer and cider for celebrating the imminent end of the week (i.e. a few of the people working there have one beer each at about four or five on a Friday). Of course, yesterday was morally speaking a Friday, so they did a fridge run. I said I'd have a cider please, to some surprise, and then I proceeded to get 'can't quite walk straight' drunk on one can of cider, much to everyone's amusement as I said.)

Then I went to Camden and drank rum and vodka cocktails all night. Feeling slightly fragile this morning...