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This morning I woke up and had two pressing questions on my mind.
1. Where am I?
and
2. Who's hand is on my ass?



I was trashed last night.

really trashed.

very trashed.

my head is still spinning a bit, so I'm trying not to look at the screen too much.

went out to dinner with some friends, then went to a bar and had some drinks there.
and then went to the club, had one more drink (I think) and after 11:30 or so I just have bits and pieces of my memory.

the answer to both questions were finace related so that was good.

my friends were dears, as they made sure I was okay, and got back to my fiance's apartment without any problems.

I love my friends.

I don't make a habit of getting trashed when I go out. but every once in awhile it does happen.
the last time I was this gone was 2 years ago at a new years party in Nahant... but that was one of those night we drank for about 6 hours.

anyways.
I need a shower.
work blew today--mainly b/c I was severly hungover.