vladdic

Went and got trashed at deckwreck and knifefight last night. All you people that said you were going to show up, then didn't fucking suck and should be shot. Anyway, I didn't really plan on drinking that much. I had been up for over 48 hours, had two slices of pizza in the past 2 days, and had to work in the morning. Whenever I think I'm not going to drink too much, I always get completely obliterated, last night was no exception. Their apartment complex is kinda setup like a hotel, with all the individual apartments are inside a large building. For some reason I ended up heading over to my other friends apartment who lives a building or two away. I was COMPLETELY smashed when we left (I don't remember walking there), We are about to walk in, when this guy stops us outside and says there is a party in such and such room. Kyle and I head up there, I'm told I did about 3-5 shots. Then next thing I know, I wake up in knifefight's bed. Apparently Kyle and some random dude had to carry my ass back to deckwreck and Knifefight's apartment. I was still pretty fucking drunk when I woke up to go to work. Nothing all that exciting happend, though a good time was had by all, except maybe the kid who's hat I threw off the balcony, but he was a douche and his hat sucked anyway, so I'm not too upset about it.

Back to the bottle.