I found some, we drank at our house and then went out. I finished two thirds of a bottle of scotch before we left.
The rest of the night is blurry, without even any photographic record as I lost my camera.
I'd be content with it staying dim and blurry but noooo, every couple of days someone else is telling me something else about it. My favourite two so far being that I fell off stage while dancing with a friend of my older sister (that I didn't even remember seeing until she told me), and also groped the friend of another friend whom I didn't know at all (who randomly came across my picture on said friends facebook page).
Granted, I looked him up and I can see why I would grope him, but still, sleeping dogs yeah?
Emotional facsimile: amused