I
AM
HAMMERED
I should never be allowed to drink again.
Blue Margaritas. They tasted like kerosene for God's sake. What was I thinking?
I have work tomorrow. It is going to be agony.
I drank and dialed. Always a mistake. Always regrettable.
Is regrettable a word anyway?
I stink. I showered and I still stink. I smell of cigarettes.
I wish I could just undo it all.
But it was fucking fun. I had a good time and laughed harder than I have in months. Years perhaps.
Can you call in sick if you are drunk? I think they might notice.
I think my skin is blue. My tongue is blue.
They limit you to three drinks. Not a good sign.
I want Dr. E. I miss that fucker. It's over, but I want to know for sure that it's over. I want to hear this from him.
Enough. Off for some tylenol and some sleep.
Good thing I stopped at three. I nearly had a beer. That could have been a total disaster.
I love Lara. That's not her real name you know. She's hilarious and she's my best good friend.
I miss my brown eyed baby. I miss that donkeyass.
I
AM
HAMMERED
Did you know that Zoe broke the Key Cap on my laptop? I never fixed it.
Sleep
Maybe barf, then sleep.
Nah, just sleep.
I love you, Man!