I went to an opening at 6 o'clock last night and got home at 6 o'clock this morning. In the intervening time I managed to bang up my face, not, as you might expect, by getting hit for being a mouthy cunt but because my motor skills were no longer up to standing upright and walking. Rose said, 'That's the second-most drunk I've ever seen you.'
I had planned on doing things today, but might just lie on the couch and groan a lot instead. I am such a dick.
I approve!
ReplyDeletePS. Somebody caught you on camera.
ReplyDeleteThat's scarily accurate.
ReplyDeleteOh good, you made it home.
ReplyDeletehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MyxeYkYh8iE
same thing happened to me. tho not a 6am-er. woke up the next day and tried to suppress that "what a dick" mantra all day... i blame the zodiac
ReplyDeleteYeah... Well... You didn't declare a state of war with the nation of Canada... I didn't ether (for all that matters now)... My wife did... God... October 17th! Ten Days that Shook the World!
ReplyDeleteI <3 your wife, dronelogic.
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