Monday, July 30, 2012

Last Night

Yesterday afternoon, my band played a fun show.  Afterwards, I went to a nearby bar with a friend.  I forgot to eat, so I was running on the can of soup that I had for lunch.

I don’t remember a lot of last night.  Apparently I was a jerk to Wife and insulted her family, and I smoked a couple of cigarettes.  I was a nasty drunk, and it worries me.  Mostly because I really like Wife's family, so I really didn't mean what I said (unlike the usual "drunk blabs the truth" syndrome).

Today I feel like crap, both physically and emotionally.

[edit]:  More memories are coming back.  One of those cigarettes was actually a joint, but I didn't realize it until I inhaled.  That might explain my unpleasant state.

1 comment:

  1. Oh my! You'd better get a tattoo on your hand that says "Eat before you drink!" :)