Nov 15, 2003 03:46
I woke up this morning scared.
Last night I came really close to killing myself and my friend. We went clubbing in OC at Sharks. I felt fine really even after a few glasses of sapphire and tonic and half a bottle of wine. Fine by my standards i suppose.
So I did what I usually do after a night of drinking and I got in my black sports car and gunned it up the 405. It started off well until I began to notice how hard it was to focus. I couldn't stay in my own lane and couldn't hold the car when the road curved.
Luckily my buddy had the presence of mind to insist I stop the car and let him drive. I blacked out the moment i got into the passenger seat.
This has to stop.