Monday, February 9, 2009

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.