Thanks to my camera, I have pieced together information from last night. We left The Rat at 3:00am, and Pflaumen and I apparently took an hour to crawl 2 kilometres up the road.
How to deal with mock charging in a serious conference (and try to listen attentively at the same time, whilst wearing sunglasses because the
1) Sit as still as possible. Don't move at all.
2)Close one eye at a time when you need to rest. Then you can still cunningly look like you're only half-sleeping.
I groped an ass last night. He didn't trun around. I think this happens a lot at this establishment. We sang karaoke into empty coke bottles. I think I hit on my driver. Everyone asked if I lunged Pflaumen. The answer is no. And no again. I couldn't see straight, so how would I have aimed?
The Guy From Canadia, the one with the handlebar moustache. Where did he come from and why is he in all my photos?
K shoot me in the temple with a weapon that kills on impact. I have to speak now for five minutes. To a crowd of people that has to take me seriously.
Deepak the sex guy just smsed me. The guy who is my client.
Starting a stitch and bitch club. No more drinking.