I have come to the conclusion that me and alcohol are not meant to be. We need a break from each other. Yesterday started off good . It was 70 degrees in Chicago and sunny. I got together with my best friend and as we waited for our train busted out singing Benny and the Jets and dancing . I have not laughed that hard in a long time. Some how we ended the night with me passed out in the back of a car, her passed out in a bathroom, neither of us remembering anything past the point where I was straddling her and kissing her cheek. However when I woke up this morning I could hardly walk on my ankle, a huge chunk of flesh was ripped from my ass and I had a huge gash on the inside of my mouth. So it's safe to say my nice sunny day ended in a drunken fit. So it is official for the sanity of my man,myself and the people around me, I am taking an official break from drinking....again. Good news is that today is another beautiful day in Chicago and I am going to fully enjoy every second of it.