well, things definately escalated quickly...
last night the place to be was a convenient two minute walk from my doorstep, as well as my previous place of employment... the good ol' cock & pheasant in streetsville!! as beatles and paul simon covers shook the oak floors, many a drink was consumed -- although very few actually showed up on my bill, which was a pleasant surprise!!
it was nice to be the one tossing the booze down my throat, rather than serving it to patrons... reunions happened 'round every corner, from bar regulars to old co-workers and good friends...
though the night didn't end so gracefully -- with me falling over while trying to remove my jeans and sleeping on my floor for half the night, saying "i'll never drink this much again" -- it was fabulous, fantastic and festive... and likely will repeat itself come boxing day...
