My fuct up weekend XD
So... The last few days have been bat-shit insane.. I found this fabric I was crazy in love with, drove all the way to Coquitlam to look for a pattern, spent 2 hours at the store till I found one... Got home, unpacked the sewing machine that Jordan had leant me a few months ago. It was missing the pedal and some other parts! So I called my aunt... she had the exact same one!
I drove an hour and a half out to Aggasiz, got the machine, and decided to try taking the #7 hwy home (which I'd never gone on). After passing this pub called the Sasquatch I saw this girl stumbling down the highway, pulled over and let her in because It was getting dark and she didn't even have a jacket...
Her name was Danna.
She was really, really drunk.
She was also a new crackhead going to detox on monday!
But mostly, she was really really drunk >.<
She was super chipper at first! And so drunk it was funny, so I didn't mind taking her to mission. Then, about 15 mins down the road she mumbles that she doesn't feel so good.
"do you want me to pull over?"
"noo.. noo... I'm okay..."
"are you gonna get sick?"
"no, not yet."
"okay I'm gonna stop the car"
"It's okay, I'm not gonna puke"
"you sure?"
"yeah I'm sure!"
And then about 20 seconds latter she started to throw up on my dashboard.
I nearly crash the car trying to pull over, as she's throwing up into this mug she'd stolen from the bar...
Thankfully, she'd barely puked anything,a nd mostly on herself, so we got that cleaned up but quick!
And then she passed out. Woke up about 20 mins later saying I had to pull over..
She puked again...
And I finally got her to her house, she wakes up, falls out of my car and stumbles to the door... Only to fall into it >.< Now, bear in mind: I don't know thius girl for shit, and anyone else might have kicked her out when she threwup in their car for the FIRST Time... I'd already driven like 3 hours that day... But still couldnt drive away without knowing she'd be okay, so I call an ambulance and wait till It gets there before I leave.
Finally on my way out of Mission, and I get a call from the Ambulance service. They cant get in her house.
Three call-backs later and I find out they took her to the hospital.
I FINALLY get home! :D
By this time it's like 11:30...
I go to unfold the sewing pattern and I swear to GOD it's written in heiroglyphics...
All that, and I forgot I don't know how to sew.