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So Friday night I closed at work. I called Chris at like 11 to pick me up and his response was basically "call Patrick, I'm drunk." The level of trouble he's in is still being decided and he know it. My phone was dead so I couldn't even call Patrick if I wanted. So I used the work phone to call Katie and Nate. Neither answered and finally at 11:30 I left work with no idea what to do. So I did what any logical person would do. I decided to show up on their doorstep with beer and cigarettes and bribe to sleep on their couch.
I went into 7-11 and made a b-line to the beer case at 11:45. And there's Adam Hamilton. We traded pleasantries and he gave me a look when I started loading my arms up with Joose. So I wound up at their place with 4 Joose, a 24oz Mikes, and both of their cigarettes. Nathan threatened to make me sleep on the porch if I brought him the wrong cigarettes.
So then Nathan, Katie, Bill (a friend), and I proceeded to get off our asses fucked up. I drank the 24oz Mikes and part of Joose that Nate, Katie, and I split. I'm still trying to piece the night together. I know where I was and approximately what I was doing at almost all times but what I said and why is still a mystery. What anyone else said is even more of a mystery. At about 6-7am we all decided it was time to go to bed cause Bill disappeared at some point to return home and also cause we all three had to work at 11am. I couldn't sleep very well on the couch, woke up ever half hour until about 10 when I just got up in order to get dressed and let the puppy outside to piddle.
Nathan had drank two Jooses (Jeese) and then his third of the one we shared. He woke up and proceeded to start throwing up and called in sick to work.
I was still wasted as all hell when I got to work at 11 and stayed till like 4 when I got to leave for two hours and come back at 6 till 9. Then Chris surprised me with "Oh, fyi, I'm at work so I'll pick you up at midnight." So I went to Torgason and napped.
I'm hung over now. It took me until now to sober up enough to feel like shit.
Fortunately Chris isn't arguing whatever punishments I come up with.
I went into 7-11 and made a b-line to the beer case at 11:45. And there's Adam Hamilton. We traded pleasantries and he gave me a look when I started loading my arms up with Joose. So I wound up at their place with 4 Joose, a 24oz Mikes, and both of their cigarettes. Nathan threatened to make me sleep on the porch if I brought him the wrong cigarettes.
So then Nathan, Katie, Bill (a friend), and I proceeded to get off our asses fucked up. I drank the 24oz Mikes and part of Joose that Nate, Katie, and I split. I'm still trying to piece the night together. I know where I was and approximately what I was doing at almost all times but what I said and why is still a mystery. What anyone else said is even more of a mystery. At about 6-7am we all decided it was time to go to bed cause Bill disappeared at some point to return home and also cause we all three had to work at 11am. I couldn't sleep very well on the couch, woke up ever half hour until about 10 when I just got up in order to get dressed and let the puppy outside to piddle.
Nathan had drank two Jooses (Jeese) and then his third of the one we shared. He woke up and proceeded to start throwing up and called in sick to work.
I was still wasted as all hell when I got to work at 11 and stayed till like 4 when I got to leave for two hours and come back at 6 till 9. Then Chris surprised me with "Oh, fyi, I'm at work so I'll pick you up at midnight." So I went to Torgason and napped.
I'm hung over now. It took me until now to sober up enough to feel like shit.
Fortunately Chris isn't arguing whatever punishments I come up with.