hi. my name's J and i'm an alcoholic

me: i love the new social me.

ms. k: i have no idea where he came from, but i do too.

up at 5:45am. me, the best friend & her boy drinking by 7am. pancakes and sausage never tasted so good. five dollars in the juke box, of course. i saw "escape" and new i had to play it. good times. called ms. b and taunted her and professed our love for her while she was at work missing out on the debauchery. at one point nikki showed up. B and his boy met up with us as well. it was good to see him again. finally over him, good. consumed a beer, or eight. got the hiccups at one point. apparently told everyone that i was moving to boston. somehow we made it to our favorite italian place for lunch. i think we took a cab? me with tomato sauce all over the sleeve of my new shirt. this is why i can't have nice things. i called kia several times. i made it home around four. drunk. passed out on my couch. woke up at ten having no clue what day it was. returned kia's call. got an email way too late. damn the man. and after being up for two hours i've decided to go back to bed.

"you scheduled yourself off from work, were drinking at 7am, and were drunk before noon. that is fantastic." - ms. beaverhausen