It wasn't so much that I was making an ass of myself, but I was ALWAYS DRINKING. 9 times out of 10 I handle my being drunk pretty well, whether it's just knowing when to go to bed or when to catch a cab home. But, when your friends notice enough to say "Wow, you've kind of been drinking a lot lately." it makes you think (especially when some of them are the ones who drank you under the table a week earlier). No matter how well I handle myself, that doesn't mean it's a great idea to always be drinking. I know this is common knowledge, but this is the first time in my life that anyone has worried about me in that regard. Yikes.
Needless to say, I drank a little too much last night. Evenings like that always have me waking up with questions, which I hate because there is rarely an answer for the strange questions I have in the morning. Case in point:
1. Why am I totally awake at 7 am (when I was definitely up past 3am)?
2. Why did I wake up hugging my jeans and the Lord of the Rings trilogy?
3. Why did I roll over and find eleven cents and my house key, arranged neatly, right next to me?
(in my defense - the eleven cents came from my own pocket, not as some form of payment. cause you were totally thinking that.)
4. Why did I pull out a dozen eggs and leave them on the counter?
5. Why did I turn my phone off (probably the least important question, but still)?
I DON'T KNOW. If you have any ideas I am all ears. Also, if it helps the mystery any, I was not hugging the Lord of the Rings DVDs, it was a a very old paperback set that Alli got me. You know, in case that helps.
Now, if you will excuse me, I have never been up early enough on a Saturday to watch cartoons, so I am going to take advantage of this.
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