Friday, August 17, 2007

Final days

Theoretically I should be out this evening. It's one of my last days in St. John's and I think a few of my friends are out and about. But as a sign of my impending old age, the stag Thursday night has worn me out and I've decided to take it easy to get rested for the onslaught in the next day or so. I got home around 3:30 in the morning, although not nearly as drunk as I would have thought. I consumed a measly three glasses of Scotch for the evening. Guess I just wasn't in the mood to get drunk.

The groom-to-be, however, was something just barely short of annihilated. I honestly lost track of the number of Strongbow he consumed, but surely God it had to be north of 20 pints from 4 pm to 3 am. It was an impressive feat, equalled by the fact that he was able to walk home with a ball and chain around his foot.

The police actually stopped at one point while escorting him home and asked what we were doing to the poor bastard. He seemed satisfied that we were all relatively harmless. A brief sighting of the groom-to-be today was reported with the description of "ghastly" being used. Hopefully he's in fit enough shape to get married tomorrow.

Then again, here's hoping things go all right tomorrow. It's an outdoor wedding and the forecast is pretty firmly locked into rain. So it should be interesting. Then again, there will be plenty of good friends milling around and I have a bottle of Glenmorganie Scotch that I'm curious to try out, so I imagine the day will be quite successful.

And then on Sunday, we begin the journey back to Iqaluit. But that's a post for another day.

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