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Christmas Ever 2009......
Go to friends place for a little get together and some wine.
Friend drinks too much wine... throws it up all over white carpet.
I clean it up and proceed to take care of her and get to safely to bed.
I try to sleep.
Find I can't sleep.
Decide I would really like to go home and smoke a joint to help me sleep.
Can't remember exact address of building.
Go down to lobby to find address.
Call cab.
Proceed to try to get back up to friend's apartment on 15th floor to grab purse, coat, etc etc.
Find that elevators are suddenly out of service.
Look for stairs.
None to be found.
Sit at front desk.
Begin crying.
See some guy walk in.
Thank god.
Tell him problem.
He tells me that you need some sensor thinger to make elevators work when there is no front desk attendant.
He helps me get back upstairs.
Call new cab.
Get home.
Think.. wow... watta night....
Really.. really.... REALLY missing spending Christmas Eve at my parents' house..................................
le sigh.
Go to friends place for a little get together and some wine.
Friend drinks too much wine... throws it up all over white carpet.
I clean it up and proceed to take care of her and get to safely to bed.
I try to sleep.
Find I can't sleep.
Decide I would really like to go home and smoke a joint to help me sleep.
Can't remember exact address of building.
Go down to lobby to find address.
Call cab.
Proceed to try to get back up to friend's apartment on 15th floor to grab purse, coat, etc etc.
Find that elevators are suddenly out of service.
Look for stairs.
None to be found.
Sit at front desk.
Begin crying.
See some guy walk in.
Thank god.
Tell him problem.
He tells me that you need some sensor thinger to make elevators work when there is no front desk attendant.
He helps me get back upstairs.
Call new cab.
Get home.
Think.. wow... watta night....
Really.. really.... REALLY missing spending Christmas Eve at my parents' house..................................
le sigh.
my night?
off work an hour late
forgot to empty dehumidifiers and it raining over my bed
loaded up on chips and cheese noodles and a large bottle of my favourite drink
woke up this morning cold and damp
took lots of seroquel
hmmm head is pounding going back to sleep
only family that called told me of overdue bills and whinging about stuff.
christmas dinner?? hmm bowl of cherrios and another large bottle later.