A New Low

Pacific Grove, CA

So on saturday night we started playing beer pong at around 7 pm pacific. By around 930 me and a few of my friends decided to head to the bar. I was feeling pretty good when we left, in a great mood and a few beers and a gin and tonic deep. Upon entering the bar a began ordering gin and tonics, bought a few drinks for some of my roomates, the usual. Several hours later I was super drunk, one of my roomates and I "allegedly" began dancing with some jaun's in da club. Nothing out of the norm, just a regular night out. So supposedly some of my friends decide to leave me and my roomate behind because they couldn't find us in the sea of dancers. We went to taco bell (i know this because it showed up on my debit card, i love internet banking) I don't know what I got but i'm sure i found it delicious. After that both me and my roomate don't really know what happened. Apparently he got a cab home because he woke up in his bed. I on the other hand, did not get a cab. I believe I tried to walk home, i remember looking at street signs and having no idea what they even said. I fell... A LOT, and i vaguely remember getting yelled at by some lady because I was stumbling all over her property. The next thing I remember is a police officer talking to me, there were two, one male one female. I think i was very polite but they did hand cuff me. they drove me to the station and threw me in the drunk tank. Luckily (and this was my only good luck of the weekend), they didn't charge me with anything, they just let me "sleep it off" as they say. So anyway one of the officers woke me up at 7, finger printed me and then made me go back to sleep until 12 noon. At noon he woke me up, told me that the officers found me "trying to sleep in a bush" and gave me back my personal items. Personal items were as follows. A moneyless wallet (somehow had my credit card that I used at the bar) a pocket knife, and my keys. No cell phone. So i walked out of the station and had no idea which way to go to get back home. I just started walking towards the water, after a few wrong turns i found some familiar landmarks and 45 minutes later I was home. I have many cuts, scrapes and bruises, none of which i remember getting, and I didn't even bother looking for my cell phone, its probably buried in someones back yard or in a bush. Maybe it found its way to the ocean, who knows. I don't think I'll be drinking for a while. I may never drink liqour again. I'm a mess right now.

Keep it real
~Dave