Koobey puked.

Well that last post was interesting to say the very least. I was pretty wasted even for it having been hours since my last drink...
Koobey (Korey) and I had gone to Shan and Ashley's to put back a few. Surprisingly, it turned out to be quite a bit more than a few. I got way too drunk and it's not the first time and probably will not be the final time. Avoiding details that are none of potential readers' business, I got pissed off, grabbed Korey from his outdoor, hunched over his own vomit position and told him we were leaving. I nearly drove home in this state of intoxication. I may have if my friend wasn't with me which would have been dumb as fuck, but that's nothing new for me really. We slept in the car for around an hour, I was trying to sleep some sobriety into myself. It kinda worked, or maybe just the break of day lead me to believe I was fit to drive back. I really shouldn't have, but in retrospect I shouldn't have went over there, shouldn't have drank that much, shouldn't have gotten so pissed...the list could go on.

After that prior post, I went to work which was pretty awful. It was only awful because I felt awful, but bad nonetheless. After I got home and got some food in me, Korey and I went to the Zephyr pub in Kent. I saw Kevin Williams, the lead vocalist of my old band, The Bonnie Situation. It was good seeing him, it had been a while. After Korey and I had a beer, a whisky sour, and a Jagerbomb on me, we left for home. I'm pretty tired. I don't know how to remedy my overreactions last night.