I have had 12 minutes of sleep in the last god knows how many hours. I am fried to the core right now. Party like a rockstar, pay like a rockstar, fucking die like a rockstar. I don't care, I know I will die pretty...
Why the lack of sleep? Deathguild. Goth night on a Monday. PAYING FOR IT.
The day yesterday was good - I dealt with jury duty which I was sitting on hold for most of the day, did some work, and essentially spent good time with the kid. LO2 texted me midday to see my plans and told me her and her friends were going to the club. I had promised the kid we would go to the club for goth night at some point and well last night seemed as good as any. I rounded up about 4 more of my friends and the five of us headed of f to the club around 9 where we met up with LO2 and some of her friends. There was a little drama because one of her friends forgot her ID and couldn't get into the club. She was with a guy no one knew and of course everyone starting freaking out when we couldn't find them. LO2's friend did the right thing as he drove and he left the club with them and drove them home. This was after an hour of stressing out. I ended up taking LO2 and her other friend and my four home. Yeah, it was a little packed in the car. We got to the club around 9:30 and left around 1:30. Got home for 2 something and LO2 and I went at it like rabbits even though we had agreed on the ride home we would sleep. Yeah right. When the alarm went off at 4:45 we were just about finishing up. Hence the 12 minutes of sleep. The kid did have a blast at the club though. She has been wanting to go there for quite some time and really enjoyed herself. I think she was bleah with seeing me and LO2 together but at some point it was like whatever. I did have a weird moment though -- last night was the first time I saw my kid through someone else's eyes. I saw her as another adult in a club. It was a little soul shaking but as I told her, I will not be a fucking hypocrite. At some point she took off with my friends and I am pretty sure they went and got stoned. I don't approve, but again, not going to be an asshole about it. She was with people I trust and I know she wasn't going to be in danger so I bit my tongue. Well technically I bit LO2's tongue. And her back. And her shoulders. And her...
FUCK. Need to wake up. Need to function. I am on my third rockstar in four hours. Swallowing advil and a bag of red vines. Function motherfucker, function...
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
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