X-mas X-mas time for cheer
2:00 A.M., after The Loop open bar X-mas party. Reeling on a hit of charged e, had 5 or 6 shots of Southern Comfort, 2 Ketel One and cran, both very clear and very strong, plus 6 or 7 beers. That best describes my mental state, and the last of what I can remember of the party.
Leave The Loop with a girl I pick up and brought home. Im driving. Now, I dont remember any of this. Its all related to me that morning by this girl I wake up next to in my bed lots of embarrassing stuff, like making out with her at the bar, saying rather mushy things (I guess they worked), singing along with Interpol back at my apartment, trying to eat the remainder of my supply of e- but its all redeemed by the one thing see tells me about the drive home from the bar that Im damn proud of.
Apparently, on the ride home, I drove past police HQ, doing like 50 on the wrong side of a local road, and just started cackling as I sped past, laughing out loud and mumbling gonzo, gonzo.
2:00 A.M., after The Loop open bar X-mas party. Reeling on a hit of charged e, had 5 or 6 shots of Southern Comfort, 2 Ketel One and cran, both very clear and very strong, plus 6 or 7 beers. That best describes my mental state, and the last of what I can remember of the party.
Leave The Loop with a girl I pick up and brought home. Im driving. Now, I dont remember any of this. Its all related to me that morning by this girl I wake up next to in my bed lots of embarrassing stuff, like making out with her at the bar, saying rather mushy things (I guess they worked), singing along with Interpol back at my apartment, trying to eat the remainder of my supply of e- but its all redeemed by the one thing see tells me about the drive home from the bar that Im damn proud of.
Apparently, on the ride home, I drove past police HQ, doing like 50 on the wrong side of a local road, and just started cackling as I sped past, laughing out loud and mumbling gonzo, gonzo.