hair of the dog

i don't want to drink anymore. i apparently downed more than i expected (half a bottle of bicardi in basically an hour) and puked my way around nyc. we never got to our final destination because i had to get off the subway because i threw up in the subway car. then outside the subway car. then on the sidewalk. then in a pizzeria bathroom (where i also passed out) then in two to four plastic bags. then on the subway station again. i am so incredibly embarrassed. and hungover. and i really don't want to drink anymore. i know people say that, but i basically think it everytime i drink. like 'why am i even doing this?'

you can refer to my last post for details on the why.

i'm really sorry. specifically to jess, ashley, brian and joe.