The Cynic Says……

Last night I got more drunk than I have ever been at any time in my life… So drunk, in fact, that I don’t even remember a damn thing. Apparently some really interesting stuff happened from what my friends tell me… Including me falling and hitting my head in the tub. I have a knot at the base of my skull from that one, though I’m not really in pain. Unfortunately my tailbone hurts like a mofo when I stretch the muscles just the right (wrong) way. I also have a knot on the front of my head, apparently from where I was crawling to the bathroom to puke (completely unable to walk) and whacked my head on the door somehow. Again, I don’t remember a bit of it and I’m rather glad I don’t. Sam and I went through an entire fifth of Jagermeister in about an hour, then started drinking apple shooters (bacardi big apple rum + sour apple puckers). We basically drank until we both puked. Unfortunately, I didn’t puke just once… I puked probably 4 or 5 times. I seriously don’t ever want to get that drunk again. No fucking way. That’s honestly the first time I’ve ever gotten so drunk that I don’t remember much of anything. I can remember basically everything from BEFORE I was really drunk, but after that point I remember basically nothing. What a night… jesus!