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 今天在英國


今天有好事,朋友是酒商,今天說我的酒來了,居然是我在英國最愛喝的酒,唯一在酒吧點的威士忌,唯一喝了會皺眉頭的風味,因為每一滴都充滿當地的味道,酒桶、風、泥土、煤炭,時間讓這支酒包含了蘇格蘭的氣味,也包含了我在英國的點點滴滴,讓我想起多年前的今天,跟Ryan跑到倫敦的一個人的家轟趴,為什麼說一個人,因為他是Ryan的朋友的朋友,我們根本不認識他,但是有酒就是朋友,所以我們進去了


因為跨年完,想要擺脫宿醉最好的辦法,就是再來一杯,所以我們從12月31日一路喝到多年前的現在,所以到了趴踢也沒有違和感,記得一進去我們就分道揚標,去女生群裡面露臉,有一個女生我跟她聊到都坐在床上了,然後她說:「我男朋友等一下來接我,你可以跟他聊聊」,我立馬站起來,說:「我去拿酒」,然後就沒有然後了,後來我跟Ryan繼續進行認識女生的遊戲,這次是合體,就東講西講,突然覺得有點無聊,就離開了,跟著一群女生還不如我們兩個散步,酒居然也醒了,風吹到臉上有點刮,雖然手塞進口袋,邊走還是邊罵這個天氣也太冷了。


大概是下一年的同一時間,我在他親戚家喝酒聊天,他表弟買了披薩和啤酒,在我們都在前一輪喝醉的時間出現,記得我還是有拿一片和一瓶酒,吃完就倒在沙發上睡覺,天一亮,我就衝到廁所,嘩!的一聲,昨夜的食物都被我吐在馬桶前面的地墊上,差一點就safe了,後來光是清掃整間廁所,精神都飽滿了,中間有要上廁所的人都跑到後院去解放,從那次之後,我就絕對不在喝醉的時候吃東西,太整自己了。


後來一年的同一天我們在里茲,我也喝醉了,但是很乖的,我就是睡著了而已,Ryan扶著我在樂團的貝斯手家休息,我只記得醒來我在一張床上,地下躺著一對情侶,後來才知道,我睡了他們的床,所以只能睡地板,不好意思,還是快溜吧,喝酒還是不要喝醉好,這些是我還記得的,大部分的時候應該沒有印象,也可能是睡著了(這樣想比較安心),還是記得自己在喝醉前的品酒最不受驚嚇也最美。

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