Yayo.

London had snowfall over the last few days. It's more or less the first time in three years that it has stayed on the ground here for any length of time.

All my flatmates stayed off work and we hit the vodka by 10am, as a group. Midday saw me walking around in the snow buying weed and more booze.

This led to four of us snorting coke and talking one set of shit and drinking at an inhuman rate all day long, going completely batshit crazy.

In the evening we had an eight ball delivered and went on into the night, pausing only to go to the shops for more booze at 3am this morning.

Bedtime was 9.30am, none of the flatmates went to work today either, on account of severe comedowns and migraine.

My head is wankered right now.

 

I'd. Bet. It. Is.

Ouch.

But then again, I'd bet that most of London is wankered in some way shape or form at the moment too. Coming from a place that is used to a LOT more snow than that, it would be neat to see how London and Londoners deal with it.