Fuck - I got black out drunk and I can't remember what happened after like 1:30am.
I DO remember my friend's girl telling me that her friend, if she didn't have a boyfriend, would hook up with me. Too bad her boyfriend was at her side while saying this. But maybe some groundwork was...ahem...laid.
So I woke up this morning with my contacts in, half my clothes still on, and the contents of my pockets - $6 in singles, 3 pieces of Winterfresh, and a wallet sans debit and/or credit cards - strewn across my floor. Plan A for the night was set into motion a long, long time ago; however, do to a case of bad timing, that fell through. So earlier this week, I launched a precarious Plan B. But as somewhat expected, that didn't materialize. So yeah, the events of last night were not what I had in mind but when Plan B fell through, I guess Plan BAC took over. Let's hope that something positive came from yesterday...but I'm not counting on it.
Kids: Don't drink - ever.
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