Uninvited Guest.

It's always bad when someone comes to visit you when you're passed out after a good bender. That happened to me last night. After a night that included 151, Captain & Ginger-Ale, beer , and some sleeping pills - came a knock at my door....and I was in bed - passed out. Good thing I was so drunk or I would've gone to the door - pissed. I open the door and there in front of me stands a cop, and I was like "What the F**k is this?" It turns out that one of my few remaining friends thought something seriously bad was going to happen and the cop was here to check on me. I've got to learn to stop "drunk dialing" people and just write about everything the day after. If the cops came here every time I drink, they'd need an officer assigned just to check up on me.

Bummed.

I'm bummed for my supervisor John. He's known his wife for 5 years now and they just got married last Oct. 11th & things are (or have) fallen apart. John can't catch a break, his wife just nags him about everything. The sad part is she knew what his hobbies are before they married and she still nags him about them. At least my niece's divorce will become final on the 11th of this month.

In better news, I found a new drink I really love!!!! Spiced Captain Morgan (100 proof), and ginger-ale. It tastes just like a creme soda soft drink - yum!!! My liver doesn't like it though - it was reminding me I sailed with the captain last night. Oh well, it got me away from the 151 for a night anyway, but tonight it's back to the old 151-beer-151-beer-pills combination. I think for Valentine's Day I 'll just start drinking after I get up and drink 'till I pass out.

Leaving For Vegas.

I just finished watching "Leaving Las Vegas" and it could've been about me - minus the hookers and the BMW Nick Cage drove. Oh, and I don't drink in the shower - the drinks get too watered down. But when I take a bath I sometimes drink beer, no water gets in the can that way. The movie brought back memories of my last stay in Vegas, and a harbinger of things yet to come when I get back. What is to come should be called "Las Vegas - the final act."