…and then she punched me.

so i was at my friend’s apartment last night, having a wonderfully (sort of) inebriated time, when we decided to go to circle K to get some cigarrettes.  some girl outside from another apartment (also having a part, much wilder than ours), decided it would be a good idea to talk shit about me.  i talked shit back and went inside, fuming. in my inebriated state, i flicked the group of people from the other apartment off.  so the girl comes stomping in and screaming at me and i told her she’s got no right to talk because she doesn’t even know me and then….she punched me.

i now have a glorious shiner to show for it.

and i barely slept last night. i feel like shit. i have to work at noon. zachary came to the party last night and seduced me. we are back together with promises to make a real effort to work out our issues. that is, if i didn’t imagine any of it.