The weekend of a drunk

Let's see...

Woke up Friday morning and had champagne for breakfast. I went to class, took my quiz and then met up with a friend for lunch and some beers. Met up with another friend afterwards to go shopping for work stuff, and then we stopped at a cute little bar for dinner and more drinks.

We decided to check out a house party that her friend was throwing, and drank another bottle of champagne. The party was boring, so we went back to her place and played DDR; of course we were drinking more (champagne!) while playing.

Later that night we decided to meet up with more friends of mine at a college bar/pizza place we go to a lot. Ended up seeing ga tech kid there and yelling at him for being annoying. More shots were had. Crashed a my friends' place.

Woke up the next morning and went to get brunch at a mexican place. We ordered two pitchers of margaritas. Drove home (probably a bit too buzzed, but my breathalyzer put me at exactly a .08.), and got ready for work.

Got to work and did maybe around 6 shots throughout the night. I ended up blowing a .22 at the end of the night, but didn't feel overly drunk. I think because I had been drinking all day, as well as the previous day, my bac was super high. Got home and drank another half bottle of champagne and passed out.

I decided to breathalzye the next morning when I woke up, and blew a .09. After an entire night of sleeping...

Of course it was now Sunday funday and we had a festival to go to, so I drove over to my friends' place. We drank greyhounds and got a ride to the festival. Of course it was a beer festival, so we had some beers...and some shots. One of my friends passed out on the lawn so I slept there with her for an hour or so until she woke up (stopped being unconscious). After we left the festival we went home for about an hour, so she could sober up a bit. Then we hit up a mexican place for a pitcher of margaritas.

I made it home last night, which was harrowing because one of my headlights is out. I made sure that I was way under the legal limit before I left because I certainly didn't need to get stopped for having an out headlight and have the officer realize that I'm drunk. Luckily I made it home without trouble.

I woke up this morning with a sore neck (not throat), and a cough. The cough had blood in it, which was a bit disconcerting, but I decided to ignore it because I don't feel like dealing with that sort of thing right now.

I'm on a serious diet this week.

Work saturday wasn't as great as I had hoped because my customer who spent $800 on me last week only gave me ~$250. I also have these crazy looking scratches/cuts on my leg because I was playing with my knife when I was drunk, and didn't realize it was actually breaking the skin until I looked down at my thigh an hour later. Now I look like some sort of weirdo.

I was supposed to go in tonight, but decided I needed a day to detox, plus I haven't gotten my headlight replaced yet.