i am a wino
So I figured out why I didn't remember much from last Friday. (The night before I got my flat tire.) Apparently Melissa and I drank 2.5 litres of wine between the two of us. Oh and before that we shared the 46 oz. Big Buddha (also known as pure rum) drink at dinner. I had no idea I drank that much. Usually I know I'm getting drunk because that is my intent. Instead I got wasted before I even knew what I was doing. It was rather fun, aside from falling asleep and then waking up at 5:30am to get a flat tire on the way home. That part, not so fun.
Last night was not quite as crazy. It was, in fact, quite low key. And rather scary since we were telling ghost stories.
My parents are crazy. I dragged my antisocial butt down stairs to see what they were up to and I ended up watching some National Geographic documentary on 9/11 with them. It ended at 11pm and then they both got up and started moving everything out of the room. Picking up movies out of the DVD rack, picking up all the board games in the corner, picking up all the toys from when my nephews were here, everything. Apparently we're getting the carpets cleaned tomorrow and they waited until 11pm to clean out the whole downstairs.
???????????
They've been home all day and they started it now. My parents make no sense. And then they thanked me for helping, as if I was going to sit downstairs and watch them work away. I don't really think they understand me at all.
Last night was not quite as crazy. It was, in fact, quite low key. And rather scary since we were telling ghost stories.
My parents are crazy. I dragged my antisocial butt down stairs to see what they were up to and I ended up watching some National Geographic documentary on 9/11 with them. It ended at 11pm and then they both got up and started moving everything out of the room. Picking up movies out of the DVD rack, picking up all the board games in the corner, picking up all the toys from when my nephews were here, everything. Apparently we're getting the carpets cleaned tomorrow and they waited until 11pm to clean out the whole downstairs.
???????????
They've been home all day and they started it now. My parents make no sense. And then they thanked me for helping, as if I was going to sit downstairs and watch them work away. I don't really think they understand me at all.