I have a job fair to attend in two hours having woken up today about 45 minutes ago. It is just after noon. My white sheets are covered in blood which I am sure is mine. When I say "covered in blood" I mean literally 30% of my sheets are red. I was texted from a long time friend that was visiting from Michigan State this morning that she had found me laying on the sidewalk in front of our house post punch in the face. I have no memory of anything past 6pm and apparently I flourished in drunkenness for about 8 more hours after that blackout. I have many questions as to my current state including:
Why did I wake up without boxers? Especially, considering I never sleep naked and there was no female in my bed.
Why was I punched in the face?
Why did I wake up with a Christmas card in my bed?
I actually feel terrible right now, and by terrible I mean I am embarrassed about my lifestyle. I was told through the fore mentioned text that I ought to seek medical help in regards to the condition of my eye from apparent punch. I am aware that the substance of this blogpost is very uninteresting, but I hope that you think of me the next time you think your life is in tatters because of drinking.
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2 comments:
this was awesome.
You forgot to mention that along with all of those issue's you are still a garbage man.
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