I am pretty drunk, although all I could think about on the cab ride home was how much I needed to pee.
We went out, my bosses got even drunker than me. It was amusing. The cab driver had taken me and E home from work before and remembered me, I was pretty impressed. He said cab drivers have good memories. That’s the first I’ve ever heard of this but now I believe it.
The nice thing about being drunk is that I don’t have to care that this entry is not going to sound very coherent.
Towards the end of the night I sat down with S and because I was drunk, was completely honest with him wrt how I feel about my job and about life in general. Sadly I don’t think I could ever be that honest with anyone if I wasn’t drunk, not because I’m trying to hide anything, but because there are things you just don’t think of saying when you’re sober. During the conversation I even remember thinking to myself, hey, I think he said something deeply meaningful like 2 minutes ago, but I have absolutely no recollection of what it was. Strangest thing. Anyway, no idea what I got out of that conversation, but I’m sure it had to do with doing what I like and being happy etc and all that good stuff.
I figured I should write this while I’m drunk because it would never sound the same the next day. Sorry if there’re any grammar/spelling errors, I’m too drunk to proofread. I have a meeting at 8.30 am tomorrow. I’m almost sure I’m going to wake up in the middle of the night and throw up. I’m an idiot when it comes to drinking, I’m just smart enough to get home without getting into any trouble, but then I puke. Gawd. I never learn.
