So, apparently, when I get drunk and come back to my room, I attempt to complete normal, simple tasks despite being aware of my utter inability to do so.
Ex. 1: Checking Facebook, e-mail, and SG, only to comment, "like," status update excessively, and message people randomly with awful typing.
Ex. 2: Find my Starbursts from earlier and eat a bunch of them then leave wrappers EVERYWHERE, presumably only to irritate my sober next-morning self.
Yep, I'm an idiot. I'm glad this is all that happened, though. It's lucky no one tried to talk to me between me getting out of my car and going to my room. There is no telling what would have come out of my mouth.
I'm hungry.. and headachey.. and sore. And tired.
Ex. 1: Checking Facebook, e-mail, and SG, only to comment, "like," status update excessively, and message people randomly with awful typing.
Ex. 2: Find my Starbursts from earlier and eat a bunch of them then leave wrappers EVERYWHERE, presumably only to irritate my sober next-morning self.
Yep, I'm an idiot. I'm glad this is all that happened, though. It's lucky no one tried to talk to me between me getting out of my car and going to my room. There is no telling what would have come out of my mouth.
I'm hungry.. and headachey.. and sore. And tired.
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johnnyzombie:
I've done similar things while drunk. Like the time when I get smashed on Absinthe. I moved a guy's furniture just so I could have enough room to dance. I then baked cookies until 4am. To paraphrase Rick James, "It's a hell of a drug." Well to the strange things happen when boozed club. 
johnnyzombie:
You are most welcome.