I felt like my father last night. I can be a grumpy drunk. Left the "party" early to stumble the four blocks to my car, where I promptly fell asleep. Only my head hitting the horn woke me up. I scooted home, ordered a FUCKING PIZZA AT 1 A.M., hugged the toilet for the 30 minutes before it arrived, paid the guy, and didn't eat a slice
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