Ok so...working up here isn't THAT bad. I don't have my freedom anymore, I can't listen to my music anymore, I have to deal with whining customers all day..but all in all..I feel I'm handling the transistion quite well.
**Continuation of Saturday: Since there was some response wanting to know the rest of the happenings of our wild night, I will tell you a little of what i remember, and a little of what I was told that I don't remember.
adoll and I proceeded to go home and decide to get even more shit faced then we already were...so when we got home, we pranced around naked for quite some time before finally getting dressed and going over to a friends house.
At the friends house we drank until I got pissed off at my friend Eric..(you've read quite a bit about him before) and decided to go home. Well, they wouldn't let me drive.
I'm sure if you have ever been really really drunk and have had someone wrestle your keys away from you, you know how pissed off you get. So I was beating the shit outta him the whole time he drove us home. When we got home, I decided I was going to kill myself, and adoll was just roaming around naked in a blanket.
I had boys holding me down while I was stabbing my wrists with keys (which by the way I have horrible raised bumps and horrible bruises from). So then they got me to go to bed, massaged my back a little till I calmed down, and Eric spent the night holding me as tight as he could while I bawled. Even though I was mean and saying super mean things to him and beating him up earlier, he still sat and held me. I don't really know how to thank him for being such a good friend.
So that is the rest of the happenings of the night, in a shorthand version. adoll and I were frolicking around a lot of the night, and then I was fucking hysterical. Oh and I also remember pissing on the front lawn of a big apartment building too..
**See it really wasn't that interesting
**Continuation of Saturday: Since there was some response wanting to know the rest of the happenings of our wild night, I will tell you a little of what i remember, and a little of what I was told that I don't remember.
adoll and I proceeded to go home and decide to get even more shit faced then we already were...so when we got home, we pranced around naked for quite some time before finally getting dressed and going over to a friends house.
At the friends house we drank until I got pissed off at my friend Eric..(you've read quite a bit about him before) and decided to go home. Well, they wouldn't let me drive.
I'm sure if you have ever been really really drunk and have had someone wrestle your keys away from you, you know how pissed off you get. So I was beating the shit outta him the whole time he drove us home. When we got home, I decided I was going to kill myself, and adoll was just roaming around naked in a blanket.
I had boys holding me down while I was stabbing my wrists with keys (which by the way I have horrible raised bumps and horrible bruises from). So then they got me to go to bed, massaged my back a little till I calmed down, and Eric spent the night holding me as tight as he could while I bawled. Even though I was mean and saying super mean things to him and beating him up earlier, he still sat and held me. I don't really know how to thank him for being such a good friend.
So that is the rest of the happenings of the night, in a shorthand version. adoll and I were frolicking around a lot of the night, and then I was fucking hysterical. Oh and I also remember pissing on the front lawn of a big apartment building too..
**See it really wasn't that interesting
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Yay for Eric. There are few people in this world like that (you might notice I said FEW and not ONLY ONE. If you look hard enough you can find another genuninely nice person)
For what its worth....Im REALLY glad he was there that night
Its cool that the downs are always followed by ups.