oh good lord

I never plan it, it just happens. Accidental drunk, woooooo!

I hate drinking and then saying things that seem like a real good idea at the time, but upon retrospect may not have been. I don't think I said anything I don't really mean though.

Conclusion: For the most part, people are really neat. I should stop having sex with them so we can mutually appreciate our neat-ness without any potential complications. Though in the same breath I say I would still like to get laid soon. Oh, what fickle creatures we humans are!

Also: Sometimes there aren't any complications but I feel like there should be so I make them up? (Verdict's still out on that one.)

So right now I am about to crawl into bed for the second time. That's what sucks about accidental drunks on school nights; having to drive my sad, sad self home the next morning to avoid being ticketed. I was too drunk to even remember what I dreamed, or most of the cuddles, for that matter.

This should probably stop before I go skipping down the path of self-destruction.