What a night! .......

Well, personally Stiffler, I don't drink and I don't go out partying. So, if I wake up one morning to ask myself what the hell I did, it is probably the result of me falling asleep on the keyboard again. And in waking up, I would have a few choice letter imprinted into my forehead. So if I want to know what I did...all I would have to do is look in the mirror and say, "Oh! Another late night on myLot!" Must create a 12 step program for myLot addiction!

about two weeks ago..we were in the house watching t.v. and one of my friends said each time someone swears, everyone take a shot..so we had to pick a dvd to watch..why oh why did another friend pick season one of the sopranos...the next day, I woke up on my bed in all my clothes not knowing where I was..I stepped on a friend on my way to the bathroom and fell in the tub..I couldn't figure out why I was so dizzy and why my mouth tasted like I was sucking on cotton balls..but when I saw all the empty bottles on the coffeetable, it all came back to me...

Oh yeah...way more that I would like to admit. Those seem to be the night when other people said you had the most fun, and we don't remember it!!

yea it happens too often, one time I woke up and my friends told me that I did make out with a gay the night before. it turned out it was true, not a pleasant day.

Many many moons ago, one of the reasons I do not drink to this day. When I was in my early twenties I went out with some friends and thank God I went with friends because who knows where I might have wound up. I was trashed and I woke up the next morning feeling like I was hit by a truck and my tongue feeling like leather. And when I asked myself that very question and could not answer myself is when I decided not to every drink again not even for social occasions.