You know what's awesome....
When your boyfiend gets really drunk and asks you to get him some water. And then, when you do, he yells at you not to tell him what to do. Brett proceeded to drink a whole bottle of wine and several beers last night. He couldn't even walk straight. He hasn't done this in a long time. I managed to get him into bed, after he passed out on the couch. Then he proceeded to sleep on top of me the whole night, at which I was annoyed, and kept pushing him away and kicking his limbs off of me. I think I was annoyed because he yelled at me. But now, I am laying on the couch at his place, watching Little Women. I only slept a couple of hours, but feel funny taking a nap on his couch, but I am not going back into suffication land. I will just end up punching him awake. After I did that bitch's laundry yesterday....the nerve!