It All Balances Out

Had a weekend away with a few friends, and spent most of the weekend eating, drinking, and sitting around chatting about god knows what. There were even moments where we discussed laundry, spreadsheets, and Australian immigration policies. All very mature.

Fortunately we had Scottie with us. Despite the fact that he arrived later than the rest of us on Friday night, he managed to kill a bottle of wine and several very strong rum drinks before going to bed. I was lucky enough to sleep through what was apparently a very messy affair involving him throwing up all over the upstairs bathroom at around 4 in the morning.

As a group, I think we're even for the weekend.