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I woke up this morning naked in a hot tub with a cute little blond and a little dutch looking brunette. If i wasn't already completely smashed at this point I'm sure the hot tub helped. I started to try to put the pieces together and stood up to realize that I was still wearing a rubber. So much for plausible deniability. I started getting my shit together, picking up clothes piece by piece and looking for my keys so I could make my quiet exit. I took about twenty minutes turning the entire apartment over looking for my phone. Eventually, I realized I was probably shit out of luck on that one. I get in my car and get ready for the drive home and to start retracing my steps to find my phone. Lucky for me, I have GPS and getting home would be the easy part. Usually this would be the time I'd say something like, I'm never drinking again, but I couldn't pass up the opportunity for ridiculous shit to happen. Anyway, I'm off to start the hopefully short adventure of finding my phone and maybe getting a few more points of view on what the hell happened last night. I'm sure Johnny and NVP are going to say it doesn't count as an LR if you can't remember, and I'm gonna agree.
After class last night I went to meet up with some friends for a few drinks at their apartment. I show up, it's late, but I had some catching up to do. I downed a couple beers and before I knew it we were playing power hour with double shooters. After the first game we all decided it'd be a good idea to play again. Now that I'm sufficiently inebriated, and knowing I have two finals the next day. I go to catch a couple hours of sleep in my car before I drive home.
