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Last night ended with me being way way too drunk. At least I didn't have a boring Halloween though. At about 2am I was having a heart attack because I couldn't find anyone to take me home and for some strange reason I just wanted to go sleep in my own bed. It coulda been because I couldn't breathe and I didn't have my inhalers. They wouldn't let me call him, even though I knew he'd come get me. It was probably a good thing though because I haven't seen him in almost two weeks and I could have said something I'd regret if I saw him when I was that drunk. I ended up coming home at 3ish when Carrie borrowed Leslie's car and took me home. I must remember that I owe her one. I tried to dress my puppy up in a devil outfit but she wouldn't wear it and I became seriously became frusterated. But all in all.....I think it was a pretty good night.