12 hour madness

Well now that I have control of my fingers enough to type again I figure I'd tell you about this weekend, and the Blues Brews and BBQ festival. This is kiwi drinking culture at its best! I will spare you the details, although I could tell you more if you want to know, but Im sure nobody wants to know. Although I will tell you I have a bloody hand, a severly bruised hip and 2 girls that now look at me funny whenever I see them. The drinking started at 2 in the afternoon, and didnt stop until 2 that night. It was really fun. Later all.