Well, it would appear that the gods were against me. after getting a later start than i would have liked yesterday, and after getting a TON of free tacos, (mmm free taco friday) and after several gallons of green and non green beer (i told the waitress to surprise me, and keep em comin') i ended up leaving the bar at around 1:30. waaaay earlier than i had hoped. but, i couldn't see straight, or talk english, or stand. how i walked home i will never know. just to paint a picture, i left the bar with a full pitcher of beer i had absconded with. by the time i was halfway home 3/4 of the pitcher was gone and i hadn't taken a single drink from it. yes, friends, chud staggered home. it wasn't pretty. during my stumble however, i decided i should try to drunk dial. as soon as i pulled out ye olde cell phone, the fucker shut off. fuckin piece of shit. oh well, at least i had the computer at home and i could do some drogging. yaaay! get home, pick up the laptop and drop the stupid fucker on the floor thusly closing it and turning it off. my beer addled brain just couldn't seem to get the damn thing turned back on. but chud, why didn't you just use the desktop computer? you ask. i was too drunk to think about that and in fact just now realized it as an option. so i decided to make some pizza rolls and i actually managed to make them. however, i passed out with them on my lap and when i woke up my brother was home, my pizza rolls were gone and i was still hungry. damn the gods and their foiling of my best laid plans!
-so apparently after a full day of drinking girls want to kiss a fat guy in a leprechaun hat. i love alcohol.
-i think i had sex with alligator.
-drunken text messages are fun.