last night..

I met a cute man,after nearly puking on the tube and just wanting to go home,I got over myself and stayed at the crappy pub and talked to him all night,he is an ex-boxer-yum and tall and wasn't put off by my job,gave him my number and ended the night with a meeting of lips,had my friend drunkenly telling me all night how he 'has done good by me for introducing us' etc etc,so we'll see,I am still an old cynic at heart!!
Woke up feeling terrible at 2 a.m,its been awhile since I drank that much,and I look a sight this morning.