Day 9: Roll up.. Roll up...

A short and easy day at work meant energy levels where good and when me and joe where asked to go to a blues bar in Soho with Ritch and friends we agreed. We got to this bar about 7, real awesome live blues bands on, packed full of people, everyone drinking, having fun. I go to the bar, "1 kronenbourg and 1... have you got any alcohol free beer?" I said, she was spanish, thought i was askin for free beer or something. In the end we both settled on ginger beer. We sat, we listened, everyone chatted and after about everyones 3rd pint i finally caved and asked joe for a rolly, it's a good way to meet girls I guess and we did but nothing materialised obviously. Well it gets to 11 and i've had a couple of rollys, Joe's getting pretty slaughtered, i've had about 6 of these fuckin' ginger beers and i've got a headache, you can't drink that much soft drink it's fucked.

About midnight we headed home to Camden empty handed, It's a long journey home with Joe insisting he's got cash in his bank, it proves to be wishful thinking and I buy him a kebab. We get back to the place and i've gone quiet by this point. I'm in my room and a couple of guys come to say hi they've got beers and are all pretty much drinking. I couldn't resist any longer, I had a couple of cups of cider and a can of beer, I didn't get drunk but that wasn't the point, most dissapointed in myself for not just retiring to bed but after the last 6 days being spent in work... well no there's no excuse. I said often it's the eleventh day that gets me well this time it's the tenth... But this time i'm not goin' to go back like the other times, i'm going to view this as a minor blip, it may have been a late night but I wasn't legless, I barely fealt the alcohol. I'm going to try not to let it happen again but honestly I don't think I can do nights out without having a little something to drink...

I've got a party on Thursday night, usually the time i'd get really wrecked but i'm going to turn up empty handed (sound like a cool guy huh) and see how it goes.

The whole of January? I can't believe I didn't make it, there's still the constelation prize of not getting drunk for January or not drinking for the rest of it. I'm going to carry on the experiment best I can.

The enemy!