Sunday, April 29, 2007

Good to the last drop

It's that last drink that does always does me in. We threw a birthday party for the masses yesterday, and that last drink sealed my fate. Rum and vodka running through my veins fueled my enthusiasm for the arrival of NotBeast. Perhaps I wouldn't have been an enthralled had he not looked so damn good. Sadly, as I opened the door to invite him in and and grasped the red solo life preserver, memories start to cloud. I just know that it wasn't yet 1:00 am and NotBeast had probably been there less than 30 minutes when we were headed out into the night air together.

I awoke this morning in my bed, clothes strewn across my bedroom floor and new bruises on my body.

Damn that last drink.

7 comments:

Sex & Moxie said...

The bruising thing scares me. I neber know if I just walked into the corner of my dresser or if I got in to a brawl. Hope you're feeling better.

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Princess Extraordinaire said...

Bruises hurt more when you don't know thier area of origin...

KellyNerd said...

bruises even... NICE!

Isabella Snow said...

Bruises? Let's hope they were accidental.

Harleyblue said...

One of my favorite quotes - "It only takes one drink to get me drunk, I just can't remember which one it was." That last one will get you everytime. I've developed a love for Jager and it's kicking my ass.... but it's so good with some red bull. Damn.

Lindsey said...

That's always the one that gets you...good and bad.

Misplacedsunshine said...

Gotta love that last drink and the bruises that comes from that lovely drink.