Friday, Aug. 27, 2004
Weee....scorpion bowls, sea breezes, and raspbery lemonades....
Seriously, there is nothing like ruining a perfectly good evening of drinking by coming home and arguing with your father.
I have never once come home tipsy. Well, okay, maybe one or two times. But thats it. Though, I can honestly say that I've never once come home drunk. I'm not drunk now, but I am a little bit more tipsy than usual....mostly due to the last Sea Breeze that I sucked down before heading back to 9 Pineview Rd.
Anyways, I'm a little tipsy, you know I'm walking straight, but I'm a little bit fuzzy in the head. As in typing right now is going okay, but not was well as it normally does. In addition, I feel as though I'm catching most of my silly typos, but when I re read this tomorrow I'll probably discover a whole bunch that I missed.
But, of course, the daughter who has never been throw up drunk in her life, who finds a DD to get her to and from the resturaunt she's had four drinks at (loaded alcohol drinks though. damn that scorpion bowl was good!), and who, seriously, did not start drinking until she was twenty years old, gets shit from her father for coming home a little bit silly. I mean, my god. I'm twenty one years old and I can't come home a little drunk. I won't eveb puke tonight and I didn't even puke on my twenty first birthday, I might snore a lot, but I reakkt won't puke and I can think just fine, maybe a bit more slowly than usual, but whatever. Yet, I still get shit from my father.
Well, kiss my ass. Seriously. Bite me. I'm so annoyed right now and the words on the screen are sort of hard to see as well so I think I'll go wash my face and go to bed.
See...I'm still sober enough to wash my face, brush my teeth, and type, so how drunk can I be? So expalin to me why the fuck my father is annoyed with me. God damn jackass. I'm going to go bitch slap him one and then giggle a whole lot.
Obviously, I'm not very drunk or else the writing in this entry would not be of as high a quality as it is now and the entry itself would be my first drunk D-land entry. LoL. ;)
All, right, nuh-night people...I've got to get the fuzzy wuzzy feeling to go away.
ted-ted at 10:55 p.m.