I got home yesterday morning around 9:30 and proceeded to just bum around the house. D and I chatted a bit via text messages, but nothing major or any issues. I took a nap. I watched X-Files. Then I went out. There's where the problem started...
I think it's time to purge. Time to sober up for a while. I have spent way too many days drunk recently and it's getting me into trouble. There was a cast event last night at a pub near my director's house which turned into a party at their house. I don't remember most of it. Fuck.
I do remember leaving at a little before midnight because right at midnight I texted XTGF happy birthday. She hasn't responded. I also sent her an email because she may have changed her phone number since we broke up.
Fuck I am feeling like a loser and a fuckup this morning. I don't know why. I just am. I know, QYFW. But there's something stuck in my head right now and it won't let go. Maybe it's a hangover. Maybe it's regret. Maybe it's Utah. I don't know. I need ibuprofen. I need peace.
Time to take a break. No drinking. No being stupid. Go off to TN in the morning tomorrow and be a good boy for a week. Sit in a hotel room at night and play Diablo.
I wish I could remember more about last night. I am worried.
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