Invictus

So at the time of starting, it is 23:13.

I apologise for my unintentional absence from this fine website, but for reasons as non existent as god himself (just a test for that DM commenting dude) I just haven't felt like writing anything.

So last night was prom (for want of a better word). Which, i hope I'm not alone in thinking this, was a blast. Not only for the fun times had, but also for educational purposes. For example i now know that it takes four pints and a shot of Sambuca plus some peer pressure (the friendly nice kind of peer pressure) to actually dance and not feel like a twat. Although I'm almost certain i looked like one!

Furthermore i learnt that the aforementioned consumption of alcohol also causes me to enjoy music i would not normally touch with a ten foot pole that had been througouhgly disinfected. But chanting very loudly along to Vindaloo at the end was abso-fucking-lutely brilliant.

I have also learnt that drinking the aforementioned quantity of alcohol causes me to wax lyrical about a variety of sporting matters to an even more inebriated Northampton saints fan.

Currently watching Invictus and am pleasantly surprised by how they've captured rugby. Doesn't seem to match the intensity and the camera angles seem weird, but overall not too bad.

Any who, it is now 23:35 and i should probably go to sleep. Have fun!