Rinsed Out

Man am I rinsed out. Despite posting this on a Monday, my weekend was relatively tame. I think it had to do with the big thursday night bender I undertook with the work mates.

Thursday was our Team Meeting in a suburb of London called Egham, just outside Staines in our partner offices at Tandberg. after this we all went into Central London to wreck some havok. We had dinner reservations at a restaurant called Benihana in Piccadilly. The tab ran about 600 quid for the 10 of us, booze, Surf n turf an all. I must say I thought Osaka in Vancouver was quite a bit better. Osaka does this trademark lemon and ginger sauce that I havent seen in a teppanyaki place just yet. Plus they have the funky strobe lights so you go into an epileptic fit when the bloke does the running man in front of the grill. Proceeded to a pub in Shepherds Market and then onto another Bar\ Lounge called onandon. Got home at 4:30am and with three hours of sleep made it into work by 9. Rinsed Out! I know exactly what it was: damn you Laphroaig, damn you!

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