Last night I dragged the Usual Suspects to the pub.

As you do post break-up, I got myself tremendously drunk, and can barely remember anything at all, appart from the discovery of that little gem of a bar in the middle of Soho, where the smoking ban didn't apply, and cheering as we got a random to climb on top of a bus shelter.
Nothing else. Oh well...

There will be no blogging for me for a while, so Merry Christmas!