worst night/morning ever.
ok i go out to a friends house last night. as soon as i arrive i find a bottle of jack d with my name on it. i start off small, a shot here, a shot there. then i move onto double shots. before i know it i'm wasted. no chasers nothing. the whole bottle is gone. this is where i start to black out. i wake up and im in the bathroom hugging a toilet. i black out. when i wake up its 7am. my curfew was 1am. i work at 8am, and i have a half hour drive to work. i'm not feeling good. i drag my ass into work and a line chef sees my perdicament so he offers a "home remedy." it's this red drink that tastes just like jack d. this is where i continue to puke my brains out for about 20 minutes. long story short, i'm grounded for a long time. i never want to see another bottle of jack d in my life. ever.