After much deliberation I decided to go to town; expecting to have an average night given the number of people that bailed on going in.

Luckily I had a small group of people to hit up town with, one of which suggested we make 10 Jager-Bombs by the end of the night. Which we did; on top of 2 Scotch and Cokes and 4 pints.

It turned into quite a drunken, yet amazing night.

I ran into people that I don’t see often, and had some very heartfelt discussions with a number of close friends.

I don’t think I’ll be drinking again until Melbourne now, but I’m glad last night exceeded my expectations as it did.

You were the only downfall of the night. I wish you could explain it to me, because it’s something I can’t comprehend. If this is what makes you happy then who am I to intervene; one day though I hope for an explanation, even if all I can do is hope.