josh

I just spent nearly 2 hours driving several drunken friends to their respective places of rest, since our other "friend" kicked everyone out of his hotel room.

It's 8am. I'm fucking tired. But I guess the saving grace is that everyone got home safe and sound, where they can puke in their own fucking toilets, and not my truck. Ugh. I do feel bad for my one friend, though...she tried to keep up with the guys, and ended up puking...I hope she sleeps ok. I had to walk her up the stairs to her apartment, and she puked on the way up. Ugh.

Goodnight.