Drunk Again
Well, I turned 26 last Thursday, and I was reminded of why I don’t drink heavily any more…
- Punching parking meters on the way to the car leaving my knuckles bruised for days.
- Accidentally kicking my girlfriend in the face when I tried to put my foot in her lap and “overshot”.
- Waking up on the bathroom floor, again.
- Patron after many, many Jack and 7s is… well… wasted.
- No longer keeping my freezer stocked with Pedia-lyte FlavorIce nor my fridge with Gatorade.
- Referring to some random lady on a balcony as the Gate Keeper.
- Talking to my boss on the phone calling him racial slurs for not coming out to join me.
- Proclaiming to all in a club that “I don’t give a fuck!” for no apparent reason.
- Having to be told about all this the next few days cause you don’t remember a damned thing.
I’m adding more as I am learning more…
March 1st, 2004 at 4:06 pm
Well, the apple does not fall far from the tree..sounds like you had a good time. Even if you don’t remember it. You will find out that other people just love to remind you of how messed up you were. Hey, at least they didn’t take pictures or did they? Watch out if they did cause it will never end then. I just have to laugh cause I been there and done that. Be glad that you did not have to walk through a ditch to get to your car..that’s a hard one..believe me. Lots of love, Mom.