There is nothing like waking up naked, drunk, and with an overwhelming sense of guilt.
So last night, jesus christ.
Started out at p6 and drank 2 martinis waiting for my girl Karla to show up. Finally left there, went to crown and anchor and had a guiness and literally ate a pound of chili fries. Since yannow, I haven't eaten in 2 days and can only eat when I'm buzzed. God let me tell you, everyone wanted to make out with me after that. NOT.
Then we left and went to the Treehouse. My god, within 2 minutes of walking in I almost got into a fight. With a 6'4 motherfucker I used to date. He came running up to me and was like, "Holy fuck, we have to talk, I want to explain..." blah blah blah cry me a rainbow faggot. You cheated on me and your poor other gf at the time had your abortion. There is nothing to explain assfuck. So immediately I went into defense mode and was like, "Hey get away from me, don't talk to me, you're scum and there's nothing to explain." Guy looked like he was about to pee himself. Tried talking to me again later and I just asked him how his gf's abortion went. Dude went white, lost his internal monologue, mumbled something and was like sorry...bye. HAHA. Dick.
Then Lisa showed up with Jaime, I got major smooches, grabbed my vag and gave another ex the finger (Yes, it was raining tards last night) and drank so many cosmos I don't know what in the hell happened. But apparently Karla, Jaime, Lisa, Joy, and I are going to Rage tonight to shake our asses like cheap strippers and dance with gay men. I am all about being gay lately, so this works out nicely for me.
It's nice to be back.
So last night, jesus christ.
Started out at p6 and drank 2 martinis waiting for my girl Karla to show up. Finally left there, went to crown and anchor and had a guiness and literally ate a pound of chili fries. Since yannow, I haven't eaten in 2 days and can only eat when I'm buzzed. God let me tell you, everyone wanted to make out with me after that. NOT.
Then we left and went to the Treehouse. My god, within 2 minutes of walking in I almost got into a fight. With a 6'4 motherfucker I used to date. He came running up to me and was like, "Holy fuck, we have to talk, I want to explain..." blah blah blah cry me a rainbow faggot. You cheated on me and your poor other gf at the time had your abortion. There is nothing to explain assfuck. So immediately I went into defense mode and was like, "Hey get away from me, don't talk to me, you're scum and there's nothing to explain." Guy looked like he was about to pee himself. Tried talking to me again later and I just asked him how his gf's abortion went. Dude went white, lost his internal monologue, mumbled something and was like sorry...bye. HAHA. Dick.
Then Lisa showed up with Jaime, I got major smooches, grabbed my vag and gave another ex the finger (Yes, it was raining tards last night) and drank so many cosmos I don't know what in the hell happened. But apparently Karla, Jaime, Lisa, Joy, and I are going to Rage tonight to shake our asses like cheap strippers and dance with gay men. I am all about being gay lately, so this works out nicely for me.
It's nice to be back.
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It's 3 in the morning and I just got home from work. So I apologize if I'm typing a little strange! Oh yeah and I had a few too!!
love ya!
turns out i drunkdialed everyone and their gramma again. haha