What a Night

After last night and after all my fans, (the two that I have) kept asking me to blog again, and to all the people that told me to stop blogging, IIII AMMM BBAACCCKKK!!!!!! Ok so, myself, Randy, and my friends, Mr. M and Mr. N went out last night. It is coming close to the time that Mr. M is leaving here and going over to Fort Lewis/ Kuwait. And by the way, I now have a girlfriend, Thank you very much. She is a wonderful, beautiful, intelligent, and caring woman. I couldn’t ask for anyone else. She was done all the stupid bullshity relationships and she knows what she wants. But anyways, so we all go out last night to bennigans and we start to drink there. Mr. M had 3 doubles, Mr. N had 2 long island ice teas and a shot of Yeager, and a guinness. I had two double captain and cokes, and my girl had one beer and water. So we sat around and eat and told stories and then we decided to go to the green turtle. When we arrived the placed was pretty packed but we were able to get a table and continue drinking. Around ten I had to step out for a few, and I came back an hour later, and all the guys were yelling at me for taking so long. All I have to say to that is I am gentleman and I was saying goodnight to my girlfriend. So I came back to the bar and we kept drinking Yeager bombs and shots of soco. Mike was bet fifty dollars to go kiss a girl on the cheek and he was successful and she said that she was happy to do it because it was her "patriotic duty". So he hung out at the bar until closing and by that times, Randy was close to piss drunk, Mr. M was drunk, and Mr. N was pretty drunk. I was kind of drunk but I started to pound water for the last hour to make sure I was good to drive. Well I decided I wanted to go eat so I could feel better because I was hungry, so we drove to IHOP and on the way there Randy vomited down the side of my car, which the vomit is still there to this very minute. I need to wash it off. And while he was throwing up a cop pulled up behind us and turned on his patrol light and flashed it on Randy. I was like here we go we are getting pulled over because of him. But luckily the cop then drove past asked if he was alright I said yes and he said take care of him and drove off. Then we finally made it to IHOP where we all started to get into a yelling match about something that I really don’t remember. Well it was about me, and my demons getting a hold of me yet again and I said I didn’t care about anyone and that, why am I here and that pissed everyone off. The angry/depressed drunk was....me. So a couple of things were discussed that I will not share for the reason that my friends tell me things that I keep secret. I hate when other fuckers get into someone else’s personal shit because they have nothing better to do and they can’t keep their mouths shut. But then me and Mr. M went inside and ordered food, and I asked where Randy was and they said outside. I went outside to my car and Randy wasn’t in there, and there was another silver car parked in the parking lot and I went over to the car and Randy was passed out in the back of someone else’s car. I opened the door and told him to get out of it because that wasn’t my car. Well the whole time an undercover cop is sitting there watching me and I am like great here we go again, I am going to jail tonight, and I cant wait. So I got Randy out of the wrong car and into the right car where he puked yet again and I got him water. I then went inside and ate and fought some more with my good friend MR.N and I am hoping me and him are still cool, cause we bitched about a bunch of stupid shit. And well by then it was 3:30 am and I took Mr. M and Randy home and tucked Randy into my couch and set an alarm for him. I then took Mr. N home and on the way, yes you guessed right another cop pulled me over. This time he said I had a tail light out. SO finally I got Mr. N home and went back to my girlfriends house and it was 4:30a.m and I went to bed. I missed my girlfriend, and I hope she isn’t mad. She probably isn’t but I wanted to kiss her before she went to work. Well this is the start, and there is more to come. The weekend is here.