On saturday, i have a interview/investors party/meet-and-greet for a start-up entertainment company i will taking photos for starting in november.
I arrive at a gourgeous house on the water, that looks like its out of a movie. This house/furniture/view/location can be described as one thing. Ballin'. Period. It's just balling.
As soon as i get there, I grab myself a beer. Which is quickly gone. At some point i may come back to this story because it is a good one, but what happens is not important, so i will skip from 6pm to 10:30 pm, and simply list the drinks i can remember drinking. 1 Heineken, 2 margaritas, 3 shots of patron, 2 vodka and cranberries, 1 assorted drink i dont remember what was in it)
I'm 9 drinks deep and i call my friend schuyler. We decide to meet at a local bar/restaurant. At some point i must have given cute girl the keys because she is driving. When we arrive, i order 21 wings and a water. Schuyler arrives and orders a beer. I look at him quizzingly and say "2 beers. 2. I want one." or something to that effect. He orders 2 and i am happy.
My wings come, my beer is gone. I am drunk. i powerhouse through half the wings and then realize i have to pee. When i get up to go to the bathroom, i realize how drunk i am. Oh my god. i cannot stand. this is not good. i should start eating when i drink.
I arrive back at the table and eat a wing or 2. suddenly my beer is half full. This is confusing but i think nothing of it.
Schuyler has been ordering new beers. the total for the night on the bill was 4 or 5 so thats where the half full beer came from.
I take a 50 out of my wallet, throw it on the table and get up to smoke a cigarette. I have difficulty walking, standing, talking, moving etc.
It is morning. My cat is meowing in my face, and rubbing my face with her nose. Cute cute cat. After thinking about it for a while and petting my cat, i vaguely remember the night before.
Cute Girl and me started hooking up and I'm fairly certain we had sex. I had morals and ethics pertaining to sleeping with this particular girl, but then i got drunk. Fucking alcohol. I can barely remember what happened during but i remember the act and smoking a cigarette after. Oh no this is not good.
Creepy eli and drunk girl.
Richie and his bitches.
5 minutes later, my step father is yelling at me, telling me to get in the car, he needs help with work. uuuuuggggghhhh. so i get up put on pants and go to work.
By the way...its about 9 am. I am hung over. He plays with a nail gun and saw for a few hours at work. Fuck. My. Life.
9 years ago