You're not drunk if you can lie on the floor without holding on.

May 19, 2006

Stayed at a shitty hostel last night in the middle of nowhere (Cong), but we made the most of it by walking into town (25 min.) and touring about the city before drinking LOTS of Guiness at the local pub. Played some pool with no 8 ball, broken cues, and no chalk. Jen (Edmonton), Mark (Aussie), Scott (USA), and I shut the bar down yet again. We stumbled home down the middle of the friggin road and back to the hostel where I knocked on the Frenchie's tent, but alas, no one was home. One of them was smoking hot. Back on the bus now, just saw the holy mountain and the Famine Monument and if I write anymore on this bus I'm going to hurl all over the apholstery.