Drunk or Hungover? Hmmm..not so sure
So I wake up this morning (and by morning I mean 1:45) naked, contacts still in, make-up still on, trash pail at my bedside and I realise that bitch was so wasted last night.
BLACK OUT!
The last thing I remember is kissing both Helen and Kieth goodnight on thier foreheads after I coaxed Helen off of her bathroom floor and into her bed.
"Come on honey, think of how much happier you'll be to wake up in your bed tomorrow morning instead of nextto the toilet."
Which reminds me of when I was living in the dorms and my suitemate Jim passed out in front of our toilet and my roommate Jeff peed over him in the middle of the night. Silly Boys.
Trying to piece things together from last night, my shoes are on the kitchen floor, as is my jacket, my purse is on the table, my cell phone is on the dining room floor, my necklace is on the bathroom floor, and -luckily- my clothes are on my bedroom floor.
With God as my witness, I will never do shots of Five O'Clock Vodka again!
....well, at least not until later tonight.
BLACK OUT!
The last thing I remember is kissing both Helen and Kieth goodnight on thier foreheads after I coaxed Helen off of her bathroom floor and into her bed.
"Come on honey, think of how much happier you'll be to wake up in your bed tomorrow morning instead of nextto the toilet."
Which reminds me of when I was living in the dorms and my suitemate Jim passed out in front of our toilet and my roommate Jeff peed over him in the middle of the night. Silly Boys.
Trying to piece things together from last night, my shoes are on the kitchen floor, as is my jacket, my purse is on the table, my cell phone is on the dining room floor, my necklace is on the bathroom floor, and -luckily- my clothes are on my bedroom floor.
With God as my witness, I will never do shots of Five O'Clock Vodka again!
....well, at least not until later tonight.