Last Monday, at 8am, I rear ended a car. Right by my building. Technically my fault but fuck that bitch and her dtiving.
Her car was fine - barely a scratch but she called 911 while screaming and crying. Psycho Asian.
My car was wrecked but driveable.
Anyway, I got a DUI. When I got released from the station, I walked from bar to bar, drinking until each bar refused to serve me.
I went a week without drinking but I had a constant lump in my throat. I drank a 26er of Jameson last night in shots and woke up late for work today. The point was to gather the courage to kill myself but I guess I got too drunk and passed out.