Three Martinis on a Monday
Maybe it was four or even five, but god, I am hung the fuck over this morning. Who even drinks on a Monday? It started out as a shopping trip and I brought ‘M’ along. After I spent way too much money, we went out to eat. I wasn’t hungry so I went out to drink. The alarm buzzed for 30 minutes this morning before I even heard it. My roommate woke me up by calling my cell phone. Twice, before I heard it.
It’s going to be a rough day.
Thank god for FannyPack, See You Next Tuesday. Without those girls, I wouldn't have survived the commute.
Maybe it was four or even five, but god, I am hung the fuck over this morning. Who even drinks on a Monday? It started out as a shopping trip and I brought ‘M’ along. After I spent way too much money, we went out to eat. I wasn’t hungry so I went out to drink. The alarm buzzed for 30 minutes this morning before I even heard it. My roommate woke me up by calling my cell phone. Twice, before I heard it.
It’s going to be a rough day.
Thank god for FannyPack, See You Next Tuesday. Without those girls, I wouldn't have survived the commute.
3 Comments:
At 11:44 AM,
THATGUY_HEATH said…
You say that as if getting drunk on a Monday night is a bad thing! LOL. Atleast you didn't do it alone, like This Man has on numerous occasions.
At 4:15 PM,
goblinbox said…
Same thing happens to me sometimes. I stop off for a cocktail on the way home after work...
...and get home around nine, shitfaced. Oops!
At 6:13 AM,
"the" Mrs. Astor said…
Girl, where have you been it was anly a couple of martinis. Come on, tell us the truth. You're in Betty Ford, right?
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