1/08/2006 09:44:00 AM|||Travis|||

Upon waking yesterday morning several things immediately felt way out of place. Upon entering my bathroom, I found my clothes in a pile on the floor soaking wet. That is funny, because the last thing I remember is not paying for some girls drinks at the mo club (hey I didn't order them, I don't *think*). When I walk upstairs I become more concerned because there is evidence of some sort of struggle in my living room. My wallet is open and laying on the floor, sans atm card. My keys are laying in the opposite corner of the room and a single sock is in the middle of the floor. Looking down I notice I am missing one sock. Hmmmmmm. My shoes are scattered as well, taken off without being untied. Oh, and there is a hole in my wall that appears to be created by either 1- a fist, or 2- my cell phone. As waves of nausea start to hit me, I glance at the clock and see it is 3pm. After a quick prayer to the porcelian gods, I am back in bed. And I stay in bed until 11pm that night, making a slow and painful recovery.

The last time a blackout of this magnitude occured, it made it into the police blotter the next day, as my friend was maced, arrested and then attempted to escape. Here is the fark link:

http://forums.fark.com/cgi/fark/comments.pl?IDLink=1200629

My oh my what a weekend. After reading about alchohol induced blackout, I know this was probably caused by drinking too much too quickly, without a proper foundation of food being laid out before hand. Sometimes I wonder if I should do something safer with my time rather than binge drinking. Maybe I should start playing World of Warcraft... or mabye if I got a girlfriend, she could save me from myself. Hmmmm, that doesn't sound too much fun thought, does it?

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