November 16th, 2009
after the bars are closed…
Me being sober, I get taxi duty…I volunteer most of the time, I’d rather me drive them than they drive or walk in the cold.
SO
Richie is passed out on the floor
TJ is missing even though I drove him home.
Nolan is beyond wasted and apparently drove his truck home.
Kim has been passed out on the couch since nine.
he fell this way
OK found TJ – He’s passed out in Brooke’s bed and now Klee has woken them both up…awesome.
Seriously? How do I put up with drunk people.
I’m losing my voice and feel obligated to stay awake and make sure that everyone who should be in this house IS in this house.
Fuck me for being suck a good sober friend.