Feb 02
Heresy (Version)
For weeks and month afterward people would make allusions to things I said or did that night. At least I was amusing.
The worst was when Ken reminded me that I had called him at 3am to say, “guess what?”
“What?”
“I’M DRUNK!”
“Good for you.”
Click. And that’s apparently how the conversation went. I like to be a happy drunk. It’s a shame I don’t do it more often. I need someone in my life to be that catalyst. “Fuck it all, let’s go drink-king!”
Otherwise, I tend to sit at home and blog while I listen to music. I guess.
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