on friday night I got WAAAAAAYYYY drunk... much more than usual, like blacked out for 4 hours, and drove from my house to the one I'm house-sitting at one town over. Nothing happened, thank god, but I'm still beating myself up for it. I haven't done that in a LONG time, and it wasn't even like a concious decision... it just sorta happened.:ugh: I woke up the next morning in Superior, and was like "WTF, how did I get here?!?!?" Apparently I drunk dialed the local starbucks about 20 times and the local sex-shop about 5 times... and supposedly propositioned the uber-gay guy there.

The funny thing is, when I got here, apparently the garage door opener didn't work, so I had to squeeze in through the dog door, which is like 11"x20", and bruised the shit out of my shoulder.

So last night I just chilled. I think I'm gonna see if I can lay off the booze until next weekend. :a: