Dance like the old days.

Have a wee scratchy throut.
Am not used to carousing as much as this anymore.
There was a time children, before I was old and settled, where this would be a quiet week.
I would've gone out drinking 5 nights, worked full-time, post-grad study part-time, and done volunteer work for a community org running dance parties and such.
As it is now, I do know that I went out drinking 4 nights running last week, but I am having trouble remembering where.
Working backwards...
Earthdance (technically not included - was daytime and only 2 beers)
Ms W's birthday party and earlier in the night the Black & White Ball
Oh, Catching up with Misses J and S for a few hours at the pub.
Thursday? Aah, Cheering Miss A in the Newtowns' Strip Comp.
Wednesday was the Sly for after work-ish beering I do believe.
Aah, it's warm tights and cardies at work and early nights at home for me now.
Well...until tomorrow (squeals quietly in panic and excitment)