Last night my friends threw a party at their house, a going away for me and chino and a welcome home for Danilo who just got home from Iraq.
About half the night is lost in a beer fueled haze, but I am sure of this. I got way to drunk, probably pissed off a few people and surely made an ass of myself.
I can remember burning things, someone handing me a shot of southern comfort, and stopping the party because I thought everyone should be listening to flogging molly. I wound up screaming along to 'drunken lullabies' at the top of my lungs, while everyone just sort of looked at me shaking their heads.
From about 3 to 5 in the morning is completely missing though, and the last thing I remember is seriously considering driving home, I was talking it over with Luigi, and I decided it against it when I realized there was two of him.
I do remember that Eileen showed up at some point. but all I can remember is the way her eyes looked with her face framed by the white fur trimmed hood on the coat she was wearing. I know we talked for a while, but I unfortunately have no idea what we said, it couldn't have been anything too bad though, since she came back out to the house this afternoon to wake me up for the weekly trip to the waffle shoppe.
Breakfast was good.
About half the night is lost in a beer fueled haze, but I am sure of this. I got way to drunk, probably pissed off a few people and surely made an ass of myself.
I can remember burning things, someone handing me a shot of southern comfort, and stopping the party because I thought everyone should be listening to flogging molly. I wound up screaming along to 'drunken lullabies' at the top of my lungs, while everyone just sort of looked at me shaking their heads.
From about 3 to 5 in the morning is completely missing though, and the last thing I remember is seriously considering driving home, I was talking it over with Luigi, and I decided it against it when I realized there was two of him.
I do remember that Eileen showed up at some point. but all I can remember is the way her eyes looked with her face framed by the white fur trimmed hood on the coat she was wearing. I know we talked for a while, but I unfortunately have no idea what we said, it couldn't have been anything too bad though, since she came back out to the house this afternoon to wake me up for the weekly trip to the waffle shoppe.
Breakfast was good.
thekatsmeow:
I love drunken lullabies!!!! you rock