Alone in the darkness
Saturday, March 04, 2006
My poor son slept alone in the living room last night. I had my farewell party last night at Ink, and 2 shots of Barcardi 151 were all it took for me to pass out. I never claim to be a good drinker, but seriously, 80% alcohol? I wonder who the hell could consume it without passing out. A fat Aussie with a Botticelli tummy maybe.
I honestly do not remember how the hell I got home, but thankfully, I was in good company. This morning at 9, I woke up to vomit-drenched hair and no sight of Rebel. It is pretty scary, not having a single ounce of recollection on how I even got home. But I reckon Rebel had a scarier night alone for the first time in the living room.
Due to an unfortunate incident that had just happened at home, I now have to lock my bedroom at all times for my own protection. And because of that, I have to move Rebel's bed from my room out to the living room each morning before I head to work. Last night was just unfortunate that I wasn't sober enough to bring him into my room.
Never again, ok baby boy?
Here's a picture of him catching his dog nap right now.
I honestly do not remember how the hell I got home, but thankfully, I was in good company. This morning at 9, I woke up to vomit-drenched hair and no sight of Rebel. It is pretty scary, not having a single ounce of recollection on how I even got home. But I reckon Rebel had a scarier night alone for the first time in the living room.
Due to an unfortunate incident that had just happened at home, I now have to lock my bedroom at all times for my own protection. And because of that, I have to move Rebel's bed from my room out to the living room each morning before I head to work. Last night was just unfortunate that I wasn't sober enough to bring him into my room.
Never again, ok baby boy?
Here's a picture of him catching his dog nap right now.
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to err is human, to forgive is canine.