damn...

so last night (or should i saw today, rather, since i do not remember) reminded me of why i chose to drink less in september. but all of that went out the door apparently yesterday.

it starts out at like 6pm, i'm helping my friend matty do his laundry at the landromat and we decide to go have a drink at some small dive bar. we ended up having two. we go switch his laundry and then decide to stop by the shittykitty cuz he manages there and we have two more drinks. my dumb ass then goes to meet a lady about a place for me to live. (which went very well though by the way) then we pick up matty's things and go get some beer and go back to his place for a few with intentions of going back to the shitty kitty for a little while. keep in mind i think the only thing i ate yesterday was two pieces of pizza. well the next thing i remember is we are at mattys and he is changing his clothes cuz apparently i spilt beer all over his crotch and it went all the way through to his underwear. then i remember waking up at darrels fully clothed and so obvious that i just fell onto the futon and my upper back is fucking killing me. because of the futon i assume.

here is what matty told me happened in between his change of clothes and my broken back. well actually before his change of clothes we went to his friend trish's which is like one house away and drank with her for a little while. then after the change of clothes we walked down to the bar and at some point i was an ass hole so matty said something that aparently i didn't like and i slapped him in the face causing what he says is a discoloration on his lip. sorry matt i didn't mean to, i promise. then he didn't talk to me for a little while. then somehow i guess he went home i went to the bar, called him, picked him up and came back down to the bar. i guess we left the bar and then we went to mcdonalds (i payed with my debit????who does that, not me...usually) and then we went back to matty's where at some point i decided it was ok to leave matts to hang out with some dude i do not know. yeah, great. and i guess i called matt while i was driving home. (...yeah driving, great idea)

i'm dumb. and i think toby was out last night in my place. toby hasn't been out for a long time. but he doesn't need to be out like that. there is only one other time that this has happened to me and i didn't like it then and i don't like it now. i think i'll go back to the way i was drinking in september...

damn...