Christ, weddings are dangerous. Went to a good friend's wedding last night, started out drinking whiskey, and then once dinner started, there was a bottomless glass of wine all night. Every time I turned around, my glass had been filled again.
I don't remember the cab ride home. One of the last things I remember from the evening was texting my girlfriend to say "I'm drunk and need to go home before I make an ass of myself."
We got home around 12:00, I fell asleep on the couch listening to Slayer's God Hates Us All, and woke up at 6:00, still on the couch, still drunk.
Thankfully, I anticipated this, and took a half-day today. Not too hung-over, but boy am I not firing on all cylinders today.
Okay, off to work.
I don't remember the cab ride home. One of the last things I remember from the evening was texting my girlfriend to say "I'm drunk and need to go home before I make an ass of myself."
We got home around 12:00, I fell asleep on the couch listening to Slayer's God Hates Us All, and woke up at 6:00, still on the couch, still drunk.
Thankfully, I anticipated this, and took a half-day today. Not too hung-over, but boy am I not firing on all cylinders today.
Okay, off to work.
stella_marie:
so you dont remember stopping by here?? 
ymonster:
All I did was ask her if I could have it... It seems to work out most times....
