So the weekend so far has been very interesting indeed. Becoming closer with people I've always cherished, and people who are fairly new to me. Talking to cops when I was drunk, telling them my life story. I was trying to distract them from the party that was going on behind me. Sleeping on: bathroom floors, bedroom floors, kitchen stairs and passing out in comfy chairs. Cooking breakfast together hung over. Celebrating my girl Amy's birthday. Drunk talking, drunk texting, drunk fighting, drunk kissing, drunk lies. The things people do. And it's only half over. I've just stopped home to shower and change my clothes. Let's hope I don't have anymore run ins with the police. I can't stand the smell of bacon, it upsets my stomach. Actually, everything upsets my stomach today. Damn vodka.
ps- for the record, the pigs I dealt with did not look like the picture. Which is probably for the best because I was schwasted! And the guy in the picture is schexy!
"Oh, come one hon, you know it's a good party when even the cops want to join." -me
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