Party!
Last night was awesome and horrible all at the same time. I can't remember half of it. I know I was fucked up and that I puked twice. I ended up walking home, which is right around the block from the party. Geoff came with me. He was pretty messed up too. I wouldn't have thrown up, but Shannon, a girl I work with, opened the Smirnoff I was holding and put it in my mouth. That drink pushed me over the edge. I had a good time up until the first time I threw up. It's been all downhill from there. The walk home, I remember Geoff falling over twice. It was hilarious. I got home, but dont quite remember anything after that. I woke up in my bed though so thats a good thing. I just want to sleep, but I have to go get my car, drop Geoff off at his dad's house, and unfortunately go to work. When I get out of work, I'm sleeping.