It’s been one of the best and worst weekends wrapped into one.
This Sunday was Norway’s national day, and so the day before is naturally the national drunk day.
We hit the town early and watched United clinch their 18th league title.
In the aftermath of that I managed to buy some horrible, expensive champagne that was actually warm.
Well, it was fun anyway.
After that we hit another pub where we got some food and a lot more beer.
Here we tried to play an alcoholic’s version of “Lodden Thinks”, but no one really managed to concentrate enough about the rules and so we just drank.
After we had been drinking for eight hours, we decided to go somewhere else to… well… drink some more.
We caught the Rosenborg – Molde match, and I had more reason to celebrate as Rosenborg failed to win. I hate them.
The rest of the night was more drinking, and the next morning was more drinking until we all fell asleep.
I of course woke up with the worst hangover this world has ever seen.
I could barely move at times.
Poker wise it’s been good as well, but playing on Sunday was undoubtedly not a good idea, as almost all tournaments went to hell with me being so hung over, but it all became much better on Monday, when I managed to get another final table and some decent finishes in some of the really big (in number of people) tournaments on Ongame.
On the negative side that Rybak twat is all over the media.
I hope all readers are well, and I hope Rybak’s not.
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