one for slappy

Here's a quick story. I got back from Dublin on Monday morning and slept most of the day, but I knew I had to attend and Opera with one of my classes, and it was free so I just decided fuck it, I'll check it out. I'd been in just about as shitty of a mood possible that day, and drank 3/4 a bottle of wine before I left. I was getting a little sober as I arrived at the Opera house and I was early. I dragged 2 people with me to find a pub before it started and drank a beer and a whiskey. When it was time to go to the theatre I got my ticket from my teacher, went inside, and saw a bar. I downed a beer in about a minute before I walked into my seat. The only available seat was next to my teacher, which I didn't because he's a nice guy and all, and used to my antics. Well, I fell asleep about 5 minutes into the Opera. A DEEP sleep. The next thing I knew, I was awake and the audience was applauding. My teacher looked at me and chuckled and we left. I got home, went to a bar, had a long conversation with a guy about our families and friends and went to bed. I liked Ireland alot though. Hmmm, we'll see if I can manage to pull some more posts out of my ass this week.
Oh snazbot.