Good Times

[cosmicserpent]

After spending most of Friday evening at the bar with friends I got a little tired and went home early leaving friends and Sam at the bar (I often leave early because I am both lame and tired at the same time). I knew most of them would be parting soon anyway and I had so many beers that my brain was not working anymore. I came home and was

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[luckylucy]

It has been years, YEARS, since I horked due to drinking. Actually, I have been drinking since I was 13 and I have only ever puked twice. Isn't that crazy?! I do know though, that if I were to yak my brains out at any given time the last thing I would want is a blanket. It was nice of her to think of you though. Maybe she was still cold from being on the floor and thought you'd be cold too, once out of the warm bed.

Jef pulled one of those "pass out on the floor and scare the shit out me" nights on Halloween this year. We came home, really wasted, after a long walk (almost 50 blocks) and I went up stairs to wash my face and start a shower (HAD to wash the body paint off before getting in to bed, it did not matter how drunk I was) and when I got out of the shower he was passed out in the floor at the bottom of the stairs. I freaked out and ran down after him, yelling his name like a mad woman. He didn't respond right away so I shook him like crazy and kept pulling at his arms trying to get him to sit up. Eventually he asked me what was going on and I realized he wasn't dead. That joy was gone in all of two seconds though and was replaced with wanting to punch him in the face for scaring me like that. Not cool!

[cosmicserpent]

I always throw up (although it's been a long time since I last did it) because I pretty much am of the idea that if I don't feel good I shouldn't fight it. Plus, I get grossed out easily which makes me do the dry heaves which turn wet quite easily.

I know why she passed out; she was exhausted from work (waking up pre 5 AM will do that) but I was still scared!