I am so drunk right now. John and Jolene dropped me off. I don’t think that they knew how bad my hiccups would be, but such is the life of a PBR drinker. Not that I was drinking it before I got to Gerg’s house. Oh, I am such a fucking loser, to be drunk at another person’s 30th birthday. So many people were turning 30 in the next couple of weeks.
I can’t stop with the hiccups. I’m not irresponsible, I’ve just eliminated as much responsibility as I can.
I have the hiccups super bad.
There was some confirmation that I was cute tonight, but only from women who are dating my friends, and they might have been lying.