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ok, so after work, this girl I know AIMs me and says she's having a few people over and I should come over. My car is in the shop, but she still insists I should come over. So I walk...for about an hour to her house. I met her friend, who is cute, and just hung out doing nothing. She said I could stay on her couch, but I felt like coming home anyways. first of all, the coffee I drank before walking home didn't seem to help, if it did, I'm glad I drank it. But yeah, so I'm walking home, talking to myself, testing out my drunken boxing (seriously), and walking in the middle of the street cursing out the hypothetical police. On the way home is the grocery store I work out, so I head there. I tried to ride a shopping cart, but I was too heavy and it fell...taking me with it. Then I went into the store and checked my scedual: don't have to work anytime soon...good. Then I talk to the girl on late shift. She's like "James, what are you doing here, are you bored?"

"no...I'm drunk"

"oh...go home and get som sleep"

Then I'm walking home fantisizing about telling off the entire workforce of kroger. Then I'm halfway home and still testing out my drunken boxing. I marked my spot on a couple poles in the sidewalk by rubbing my genitalia on them (I kept my pants on, don't worry) Then as I'm crossing the final stoplight to my house, I lick my finger and touch it to the road. That intersection is now mine. I pw3ned it. So I'm at the home stretch on my street, and the train is going by a block way. It remind me of a Universal Studios (I'm shocked that there isn't an 'n' in that name) ride, where stuff happens in the dark and it's all scary but safe. So I made it here, managed to sneak past the motion detector light and up to my room.

bring drunk is interesting.

Edit: I should mention that I had a couple shots of vodka and a mizture of cranberry juice and vodka.