I was so fucked up last night. I don't remember getting home, coming home, leaving, my name, my pants or anything. Well I did have my pants on. But I woke up at about noon with the tv blaring, all the lights on, passed out on the futon in my clothes, boots on and jacket still on. It was great till I tried to move. Ugg. In my 12 year drinking career I've never had a hangover like this.
Anyways, took an alieve, drank 2 glasses of water, fell back to sleep til 5 and now Im good to go.
Anyways, took an alieve, drank 2 glasses of water, fell back to sleep til 5 and now Im good to go.
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recordandplay:
Jesus, that sounds like hell. Futons are one of the best things ever created. I sleep on mine every night. And I drink on it, and smoke on it and eat on it and basically live on it... YAY 
sick_sicilian:
omg come home already im missing u i hope u didnt forget about me u promised u wouldnt today is friday i think ull be home on sunday cant wait yippie 