The Shore

Saturday night was a gong show night in our house. Friends came over, we had many drinks and headed out in the area. Luckily our cute, fun upstairs neighbours were up for the task of taking us out on the town. Of course they were - there were five great girls ready to follow them anywhere!

After two bars and many more rounds, we headed back to the house, which by this point had become one big house, rather than two separate apartments. I'm sure I gushed for hours about how great it was that we all "lived together" and that we should party like this every week. I was too drunk to notice the eye-rolls from the guys.

We literally had a dance party in the living room, bouncing around, dancing on furniture and listening to all kinds of music. Some of the girls left and then there were two. Well two girls were left with the two guys from upstairs.

In typical Jersey Shore styles I took full advantage of a cute house-mate and available nearby bed, which lead to no bad news behaviour but definitely a lonnnng night of dancing and drinking, with a bit of sleeping. It seems like a perfect situation to me - how can this not work out? Someone to cuddle with at the end of the night, right in my house, no strings attached! Just like Snooki and Vinny.

Oh no...I'm basing my behaviour on Snooki. This is already getting bad...at least the walk of shame the next day was a quick one.