Jingle all the way....to the Rehab Centre

Well if the past few days are anything to go by, this Christmas looks like it might just be a good one, or maybe just a fun-filled, intoxicated, incoherent one! In actual fact, come to think of it, it's going to be my first 'official' gay Christmas :) and it'll be a great way to celbrate the year and everything I've gone through. Plus I've got a sudden surge of creative babbling energy, so I might as well continue since I'm on a roll....

Festivites started on Friday with Steve Austin's birthday in Whelan's after being out for dinner with Dee and her family for her graduation. Myself and boyf arrived about an hour before everyone else and were subjected the worst possible redition of Christmas songs by some old bogger on the guitar, accompanied, bizzarrly, by a cello and a fiddle (!?). This resulted in the boyf being in a bit of a pissy mood, understandibly. God it was excruciating. Things livened up anyway later on when Steve and the rest of the gang arrived and the singing muck-savage was replaced by a dj. In turned out to be a good laugh and was great seeing everyone out together again.

Then on Saturday, I arrived back to the apartment (which is great by the way) around 10.30 to find Rob, Lou, Ruth, Dee and Orla of all people, having drinks in mine, so I promptly was persuaded to join them with my 5eur and head out to Grand Central for an Easons Christmas party. The bouncer almost made the mistake of not letting me in with my magnificently white runners, but we got in the side entrance anyway. That was an eventful night - bit of dancing etc. I managed to survive on my limited funds and met up with the boyf afterwards after waiting for him for 40mins in the fabulous surroundings of nite-time o'connell st. Turns out he had managed to raid most of the drinks from his work party so I gladly accepted the offered presents, which are still in my fridge supplying me, in part, with my Christmas stock.

Monday night was pretty good too, with the joint LGB and other-societies xmas party in college. Arrived early to meet up with everyone and have one or two free bottles before hand, then headed downstairs to join the festivities. Us, being in our jovial and gay mood, were having a good natter and laugh down the back while the music soc performed a selection of christmas carols in the corner. However we did incur repeated shushes and got told off by the SU president, much to our amusement. Headed into Spy afterwards, almost getting refused entry due to the fact we couldn't prove we were gay. Like, hello, a group of reasonably attractive young men, covered in xmas glitter wasn't a big give away or anything. I woke up Tuesday morning with a pretty bad hangover, which I blame on the goldschlager shots from the night before, so naturally enough I took the day off college.

Tuesday night, again, was another social event. The Scottish guy I met in Geneva was over with his flatmate for her birthday and the Will Young concert, so met up with them in the Flounge before leaving the flatmate into a taxi and then heading off to Glitz. Was a good, if subdued night, due to everyone's tiredness. Plus I got to show my boyf off, which was a nice thing. It was a little tough, dividing my attention between the two, without ignoring my boyf, but I seemed to pull it off okay. I also got offered free Will Young tickets for the Wed night, but turned them down as I just didn't feel right taking them off them when I knew they'd be able to flog them at an extortionate price at the concert. I still feel a little guilty that I didn't really make enough of an effort to show him around Dublin and that, but sure I do have my own life to be getting on with at the same time.

So that was my week, so far. There's another Christmas party on tonight in college, with more free booze, although Im feeling rather jaded after everything. I might just stay around for a bit and then head home to relax, but then again, I might not. Although my hair is looking rahter frightful, so I don't think Ill be venturing out anywhere with it in this state. I think it's started to get a life of it's own - time for a chop methinks.