Cantina Night

I received bad news yesterday evening.  I was at work bored as usual and I was goofing off online when I received an IM from Chris, a friend of mine since Freshmen year in college.  He told me that our friend Sean was shot 3 times last night.  Sean has been one of my close friends for 8 years.  He is a brother to me.  He was in surgery most of the night, but he is still in critical condition.  I haven’t been able to get any other information yet and it is making me crazy.  I want to know what is going on, but I have no phone at the moment and Chris isn’t online.  I won’t be able to call anyone until I get off work at 4.  I ended up leaving work early last night, because I was crying so bad that there was no way that I could sit at the mall for 3 more hours.

I went home crying my eyes out and of course everyone wanted to know why I was upset.  I told Mary what had happened and let her convince me that it would be a good idea to go out with them to Cancun Cantina last night and get drunk. 

We left about 10pm and 6 of us crammed into Fillmore’s Jeep.  Josh drove us up there because Fillmore drive Miss Daisy and we needed to get there before 11 because its cheaper to get in.  They are all crazy because Josh was driving like 100mph in a 55mph zone and I was not in a hurry to get myself killed just to save a few bucks to get into a bar. But we made it there without incident with 15 minutes to spare. 

It was a pretty fun night.  It was ladies night so Me, Mary, and Ally got to drink for free which meant that Jenn drank waaaaayyyyyyy to much.  We had a good time, dancing and drinking and just acting goofy.  We left around 1:30 and about a minute after we pulled out of the parking lot we get pulled over.  Fillmore was driving and luckily he was sober.  But he got pulled over cause he had a brake light out.  But we all know that cop saw a car full of people pull out of the Cantina and he was hoping for a DUI.  I was so drunk and all I wanted to do was go home and pass out and we had to sit there forever.  And Fillmore didn’t have his license on him just his military ID…so it took even longer.  And I thought Ally and James were gonna get us in trouble cause James was meowing like they did in the moving Super Troopers and Ally was oinking like a pig and I was getting pissed.  I just want to go home. The cop gave Fillmore a warning for not having his license and a repair order for his brake light.  By the time we got home it was probably around 2:30 in the morning.  I think I managed to make it to bed by 3am and I fell asleep.  Around 5 I woke up and felt very sick.  My head was pounding and I knew I was going to puke.  I made it to the bathroom but then I didn’t feel sick anymore.  I went back to bed and I knew that it was going to come up eventually.  So I layed in bed with my trashcan and prayed that I could just puke which would make me feel better and I could go back to sleep.  Let’s just say me and the trashcan spent alot of time together last night. 

When Mary woke me up at 8:30 this morning for work I defintiely did not want to get out of bed.  If she hadn’t been working as well I would’ve just stayed in bed and went to work whenever I felt like getting out of bed, but since she had to be at work on time and I was her ride I had to get up.  I still have my clothes and makeup on from last night and I really don’t care.  I feel like shit and I am never drinking again.  Although I know I said this last time I got drunk, but that was because I made an idiot out of myself and asked SIlky if it was okay if I took his best friend home with me so I could have my way ith him.  This time I didn’t do anything that stupid, I just feel like crap.  And I know I say I’m never drinking again because I feel like crap at the moment, but I know when Silky asks me if I am going out on Saturday with him and General to drink I won’t say no.  I will go out and drink with them and hopefully not make an idiot out of myself again.  Alcohol is not my friend.