Mar 25, 2006 20:27
I love how Chinatown doesn't card for alcohol.
I wasn't planning on getting drunk tonight, in fact I wasn't planning on getting drunk like ever, but you know, Tom took me to the city today and I landed in the bar with him and his friends, so I chugged down two cosmos and I was totally out. We went to dinner afterwards and I couldn't stop laughing, then I was crying and I couldn't stop crying. It wasn't like an innocent crying either, it was more like hysterical sobbing, and I couldn't control it, I don't even know what I was crying about, but I couldn't stop. So apparently I'm an extremely emotional drunk, and I can still recite the first 26 digits of pi while I'm wasted off my ass. I kept saying "TOM, I'M OKAY! I SWEAR!" and he'd just be like "Okay, recite 26 digits of pi" and I'd just go "3.1415926535897932384626433..." yeah and then at one point, I fell off my chair.
Sobering up at the moment. But I'm still a good girl, I swear.