esther

we went out last night, i had every intention of staying sober and i was gonna be a good girl etc etc. didn't wanna do anything i might regret. but i got involved in conversation with a friend and he slid his beer across the table occasionally thoughout our two hour conversation. i didn't realize i was drunk in any degree until i tried to stand up to leave and i fell flat on my ass.

my dear sweet conversationalist of a friend stood me up and helped lower me onto the passenger's seat and buckled my seat belt, and wished me a goodnight. what a sport.