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Sun 9 Oct, 2005 09:19 pm
I just realized something.
My last apartment was about 20-30 minutes to Boston, depending where you were going. Heading out on the weekends meant driving, since a cab was $50 each way. I'd go out, drink 5-6 beers or so through a night, and drive home.
Now, I'm about 3-4 miles to downtown, and a cab is only $15-20 each way.
Last three weekends I went out I got absolutely smashed. This morning I woke up wondering two things: how I got home, and why the hell my hand was killing me. Ok, well last night was a little different. We were celebrating my bday and my friends were feeding me shot after shot.
I'm sure that this is just a honeymoon phase and I'll go back to driving in.
Like I said, drinking & driving sounds like it's healthier for me.
Ha! F*cking idiot. And I mean that in the nicest possible way.
About the hand.
Apparently last night I started running down the street(I was with my friends, I have no idea why I was running), and fell into a wall, almost knocking a couple over.
Then I started to run across the street, into traffic, but my friend's girlfriend grabbed me.
Yeaaaaah....how old am I again?
I think I broke my finger.
Happy Birthday, Slappy...
I'd offer you my favorite drink but I think you need this more:
Is he of legal age now?
Happy Birthday, Slappy!
If you do that again, they will come for youuuuuuuuuuuuu.
CalamityJane wrote:Is he of legal age now?
It's been a long time since you could have been arrested for having sex with me. You've been missing out.
have you grown any pubes yet???
( happy birthday)
Pubes are those festering sores on my sac, right?
Yes, I have those.
Happy Slappy...
...I mean Happy Birthday Slappy from one Libra to another
Happy Birthday to you, you sweet young stud! Sounds like you had quite a birthday celebration!
You is all growed up and haired over and still falling down. May the child in you keep you forever young, provided the alcohol doesn't kill you first!
The balloons, birthday cake and Laquita from the corner are on their way to you right now!
A hippy happy b'day to you, Slappy. But, really, now, aren't you glad you weren't driving last night?
Not to be a buzz kill here, but why are you drinking and driving?
You can't remember HOW you got home?
Do you remember if you hit someone in your car?
Sorry, it's morning here, and maybe I'm missing the humor.....
You don't see this as a problem?
The last night I drank I was careening my car through a neighborhood with kids playing all over. It was only by the grace of God I did not kill someone.
It was not my proudest moment.
Chai, re-read Slappy's original post. I think he said that last night he was not driving. The point was that when he had to drive he was careful about how much he drank. (Doesn't change the fact that you're quite right -- drinking any amount and then getting behind the wheel verges on insanity.)
er, Chai, his point was he *didn't* drive home and would have not drunk as much if he knew he was going to get behind a wheel.
Sorry - I reread his post and maybe I'm brain dead today, but I still don't see that.
Oh well, as long as he wasnt' endangering others, happy ending.
Happy birthday, ya spaz.
(How old?)
29.
Chai, I'm saying that when I lived further out from Boston, I'd always drive...and only have a few beers, NOT get drunk before driving.
Now that I'm right next to the city, I've been cabbing it, and getting absolutely smashed.
Therefore, I'm better off drinking & driving.
Please tell me that makes sense, before I have to make fun of you.
Happy Safe Birthday!
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