And That's What It's Like Being Friends With a Totally Self Aware Sometimes Resentful But Honest Drunk.
So you call me up and go on and on about missing me and can't wait to see me and have been thinking of me all the time and where have you been merkley and i thought you didn't like me anymore merkley and how come you don't return my calls merkley and on and on and on until i decide to somewhat reluctantly meet you out for drinks because it is next door to where i was going anyway and then i avoid direct eye contact with you and pat you on the back while you try to hug me and i shrug off explanations about where i have been and why i don't call back and then i slip out to go to another bar because i can see you are getting drunk and i don't have any interest in you when you are drunk which is nearly every single time i have ever seen you but then i see you again because you end up at the same bar of course and i wish you wouldn't have because i was just trying to have a good time with people who don't feed me a line of bull for their own selfish reasons and by that time i am pretty drunk and having a good time and of course you are having a fabulous time hitting on every dude within sight and you are avoiding further self serving speeches about how i am the number one coolest chap in the history of the world because now it's time for you to get attention from dude one billion and five and finally about closing time i get my thumbs moving all text message style and you get the following text messages which you will never see because you lose five billion phones every two nanoseconds because you are always drunk:
Me (1:28 am): yours is a sober love but you my lady are a drunk.
Me (1:28 am): No wonder i'm a ghost.
Me (1:29 am):dude. You are all talk. More than words and shit. Not waiting by the phone so don't worry. It's all you. It always has been. No big whoop.
Me (1:39 am): Stop feigning interest. Seriously. Stop it.
And that's what it's like being drunken insincere friends with a totally self aware, self righteous, sometimes resentful but honest and sincere drunk. ME.
That's all for now!
Don't get caught casting the first stone and blahbbity blah,
Your Master of Glaremonies,
Bonnie Hunt


