Thanks to my over enthusiastic bunch of friends we ended up partying last night, and here I am sitting at work staring at the screen for atleast 25 mins not knowing what to do. I am cranky, I am drowsy and I need a replacement head.
A couple of flashing images from last night included me saying 'this is my 6th drink' on every new drink, throwing eggs from the rooftop, renaming a firangi at the party as Govardhan, dancing to YMCA, and dancing till we dropped. Literally.
To add to my miseries, our Big Boss is in town and I had to sit with him on a 45 mins long lunch and talk about work related things, while trying to keep my eyes open. I really tried not to repeat words but I ended doing exactly that. :(
Now it's official- I am too old for mid-week parties and I'm officially denouncing any and every form of parties on a Wednesday/Thursday night.