The last however long

Dear whoever it concerns,
Miles and I both apologise sincerly for being lazy and not writing anything here for a while, but the amount of time spent lying around on our sofa hungover has meant that this has not been a priority. Since our last entry, the first thing we did was go to chiles answer to Jersey Shore, Valparaiso, a beach town with colourful houses and shit and a mad club. Miles and i were lucky to make it, as i slept through my alarm and miles kept hanging up on Krevice thinking it was his alarm and he was putting it on snooze. Highlights include Kennis the Krevice hysterical laughing (ill put the link to the video of this when i get it) and... some other stuff. Next came my birthday, which led us to going to the most ultimate steak house in the world, a place called Happening. Definetly worth it. Following my birthday, cameeeeeeee erm.... a night out where at pre lash miles sat through a table, bet he could get with a girl with a boyfriend (he lost) and managed to obtain a cowboy hat, aparently through having a conversation about chlamydia... In continuation, next came a bbq on a mountain which was a fucking mission to get to, which started our bbq experience for the weekend, as we had 3 in 3 days. hmmmm meat meat meat. These bbqs led to more pisscapades, with the new game of tissue ball being created in California, our local american drinkery (again, need the link for the video). Carrying on... monday led to the first of our new weekly tradition, MEGA MEAT MONDAYS!ä , where we try a new meat restaurant every week in order to determine the best venues for the consumption of vast amounts of red meat. Happening currently leads the way, followed by Parillas Argentina with Don Carlos currently in 3rd place. The week also led to the rebirth of Sally, who is now affectionately known as "the wild goat".  Wednesday meant another night out, with afterOffice followed by constitution for a wind down, and another hangover thursday. It also meant the return of Angus, our spimml elder, sporting a new tash and a never ending supply of chat. We also went skiing one day, but im not sure which day it was, i think it was saturday or sunday, which led to lots of funny falls and stuff, mainly by me, with a record breaking 30m slide down the mountain eating snow being the one that felt the best. Finally came the big weekend, the fiestas patrias, the 18th of september. As Chile was celebrating 200 years as a country, everyone got friday and monday off, meaning three more nights of bbqs, drinking, mad nights and Sally and Paula showing us the "goat and the peacock let loose" on the dancefloor, a video of which shall appear later. Many other mad and wonderful things happened, including me last night showing my stomach is a machine of wonders, as i not ate, but destroyed 3 macdonalds quarter pounders and 20 mc(not chicken)nuggets. BOOOOOOOOOOOM. this was after falling over, spewing everywere and waking up with the worst hangover in the world, sally attacking fine paying macdonalds customers with a large purple penus, and miles (now Bobby) going off on a random escapade and ringing me to let me know he didnt know where he was. Anyway im bored of this now and im sure ive forgotten loads of shit, like sally getting sunburnt and angus leaving, but who really gives a fuck now.

bye now, and remember, Stay Safe, Eat Steak xxx