The majority of MSISS finished MSISS today forever and I had completed my second last exam ever and the worst one of this year. For this reason, we were at the pav from 1 o'clock tucking into an inflatable Coors Light cooler full of the beautiful Bavaria. We chilled out on the grass playing multiple rounds of "Homer Simpson" and getting nicely toasted in the hot June sun. Come late afternoon I decided to go home and shower and change before heading back in. As I arrived at the pav for the second time, I was greeted by a refreshingly drunk Alard. After much general bantering around the pav including a streak by none other than Luke Keily we decided to head palace bound. As it was a little early for that we stopped off in O'Neill's for a quick one. As usual, this turned into quite a few and there was no chance of us getting into the palace. At this stage our group consisted of Me, Fi, Wig, Danny and Trish. Alard had bailed on account of an already impressive 11 hours boozing under his belt while Lenny quite characteristically
headed home early. On the way to the palace, Fi encountered an individual for whom she had a letter in her bag stamped and ready to post. Being the practical guy that I am, I insisted on posting the letter even though the person it was destined for was right there. I was later informed that this individual was Rónán and I don't recall recognising him at the time. Being
refused admission to the palace meant we had to settle for Flannery's which quite frankly is a damn sight better anyway. It was also named after a certain world class Munster hooker (possibly untrue). Nothing major occurred here just having the craic. Shortly after 2, Fi left on account of having to be up early to go to Austria in the morning and Danny Trish and Wig left soon after that. I was about to (again) go home unsatisfied with an early night when Colin pulled through as usual. He called me from a payphone outside the palace and therefore outside Flannery's too and I told him to get his ass inside Flannery's post haste! At that moment JennieFlynn turned up with her mate Aisling and the party got started! When Flannery's closed, we headed out for a taxi. While Jennie and
Aisling were trying to hail a taxi Col and I decided to head across the road to chat to the large congregation outside the palace. As we were chatting to Caroline Lenehan and Mark Moriarty I looked up and saw a taxi speeding past containing Jennie and Aisling. Thinking quickly I grabbed Col and dragged him up the road chasing the taxi. We managed to catch up with it although Col had no idea what was going on. I peered in and recognising Jennie I proclaimed to Col "Yep. This is the one! Get in." So we did and arrived momentarily at Teach Jennie. Thanks to her generous supply of alcohol and homemade homous we had a proper party with her flat mate Carla and her boyfriend. Not a great lot of what happened next resides in my memory but I know at one stage Col was on one couch and Jennie and I on the other. 
Col ws telling us something and right in the middle of a sentence, at exactly the same time, both me and Jennie fell asleep! A short while later I woke up and was convinced there was a spare bed somewhere in the house. I got up to go in search of it. As expected, my search proved fruitless and came back to the sitting room to find Col asleep ono my couch. Grrrrr! Thankfully, being the great guy he is, he surrendered it back to me. A few hours later I awoke and looking around the room noticed a plant had been knocked over and the earth on the carpet all around it. As I exclaimed that it was a "proper mess", Col filled me in that I had been the mess maker. It was definitely time to get out of there. I told Jennie we were leaving and notified her that although I was the maker of the mess I would not be cleaning it up. And so we left and after dropping into temple bar for a quick hamburger we headed home.Now away with ye...
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