So I've mentioned before how our sobriety had lasted all of 6 hours. Tuesday night we decided to make special brownies, and that was all well and good, but it made me realize how little I like weed, because it makes me feel like death (way worse than coke too) the next day.
Fast-forward to Thursday night, and we're getting drunk, and I don't know if it was the booze, the brownies, or the pills talking, but I told Chase he was an asshole, he took offense and left O'Byrnes while we kept going to Squires, and on the way home, Chase got mugged.
Now I feel like the asshole. Do I have to apologize for calling him an asshole (which he is, but I still like him) because if I hadn't opened my big mouth, he probably wouldn't have been in that situation. I'm pretty sure I've already apologized profusely, but I think it might mean more if I was sober...
Friday, June 02, 2006
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