Alcohol doesn't love me as much as Aly.

last night.... was interesting, to say the least.
this morning i woke up face down on a sofa, in a home that was not mine, with a strange arm over me, in different clothing.
Jacob's home, sofa and arm. Rachel's shirt, apparently we traded last night.
my mom is pissed, i didn't come home till 8am, mind you this is after a long list of missed call from her on my cell phone,. on Rachel's phone and her talking to Korey for a while. upon leaving i found a note on my windshield from her.

we drank copious amounts of wine, and devoured much microwave popcorn which i later threw up all over myself in Jacob's bathroom....well not all over, despite its projectile nature it for the most part made it into the toilet.

went to work still buzzin this morning....again.bah. i need a beer.