I have a number in my phone from a guy I met at the river on Friday. Problem is I don't know if he gave it to me for me, or for Josh. Actually I don't even know how I got it. Nor do I remember whether or not he was attractive. Oh well. I didn't puke and that's all that matters. Even though everyone else did. I'm so proud.
I also ate shit a few times. Once in dirt and once in gravel. It turns out I lack enough commen sense to realize that it's probably not a good idea to take a piggy back ride from someone as intoxicated as you are.
I like drinking too much.
I'm braver when I drink. And I talk to people I would normally avoid or ignore, but I'm not mean. I'm really nice. So it's not that bad.
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