prozakistan

7:00 pm: called one of my few friends and left a message
7:30: figured all was lost and poured myself a glass of wine
7:40: friend called and solidified going out plans
7:41: downed wine
8:00: frantic shower
9:30: arrived at friend's apt
10:00: 4 shots of seagram's
11:00: arrive at club, get hug from my fave 8 foot tall bouncer
10:30: 2 glasses of white wine
later: several shots tequila
laterish: puking my brains out in the club's one toilet
laterishish: cab ride to friend's apt. with head out window in 10 degree weather
10:00am: wake up on friends couch wearing zipped up parka, scarf, gloves and purse still on arm
first thought: hmmm... clothes in tact, prolly wasn't raped... whoa room spinning.

Goal of getting laid... unachieved.

[Jessica Burday]