Went out last night for a pseudo-Hen do for Murf at work – I say pseudo, as obviously as a male person I shouldn’t be attending such events. So really it was a work night out. We were in fancy dress, we got suitably drunk, thrown out of a pub for some of the lads opting for an impromptu striptease.
Ended up in The Approach which was a good laugh, and finally a quick trip to the Casino (via an ultimately pointless walk to the Irish, which was closed!) before heading home.
Work was quite painful today – but at least the rest of the team were feeling the pain a bit. Trouble is, upon getting home today I nodded off for a couple of hours or so, and now I can’t sleep – grrrr!
Goddammit 
Sounds like you had an eventful night!