after all, we're only human
I have never, ever drunk-dialed, drunk-texted, or drunk-emailed anyone. Ever.
But I think I may have made up for that today. When I woke up this morning, under the influence of a rather potent combination of Over The Counter Drugs, I poured myself a glass of milk, sat down and wrote a letter, sealed it up, affixed the proper postage, and dropped it in my mailbox. The mailman came along and picked up the letter, and now it is on its way to someone who has broken my pathetic heart many, many times.
I included one of my very clever Moo Cards in the letter.
So now, the someone who broke my pathetic heart knows my phone number, my email address, and oh yes! my blog URL.
I’m not sure I realized what I’d done until I was exchanging text messages with Abigail, and she said, “Who left you alone this drugged?” And “Seriously, what the hell happened to you?” And “Are you gonna do more crazy?” Like she was going to come to my house and take away my laptop and cell phone; and go through all my drawers until she’d confiscated every last postage stamp.
I should probably flip out, but my left eye is kind of swollen shut, so when I panic I look particularly scary. I think I’ll just take a nap. And maybe call Living Dot to cancel my domain. If you come back Monday and I’m not here, check Nyquil-is-the-enemy.com.
Comments
oh man - i was very impressed when i read that first line... but then i kept reading... sorry cuz :)
Posted by: Candice aka Cousin | May 26, 2007 05:35 PM
I drunk dialed my ex-husband once. If it makes you feel better, I learned my lesson after only doing it one time.
Sorry you feel so rotten. Hope you're better soon!
Posted by: Bevvy/Beverly | May 26, 2007 05:46 PM
"I have never, ever drunk-dialed, drunk-texted, or drunk-emailed anyone."
Check, check, and CHECK. I wish I could say I've never done any of that, but I have done all three too many times to count. Sometimes all in the same night.
Nap away, my friend.
Posted by: Jennie | May 26, 2007 05:48 PM
Well, on the bright side our postal service isn't known for being the most efficient on earth. Maybe the letter will never arrive....
Feel better sooner.
Posted by: ~Tim | May 26, 2007 09:46 PM
Oh dear. That's no fun after the Nyquil wears off and you realize what just happened. But for what it's worth? Your heart could never be pathetic, no matter how smashed and broken. Yours is far, FAR too beautiful for that.
Posted by: shari | May 27, 2007 12:41 AM
Nyquil is evil. Lost 48 hours of my life to it once. I was dragged out of the house by my boyfriend and forced to walk around Walmart after sleeping for 2 days, just to try and get it out of my system. Later, I couldn't believe I wasn't arrested for being so wigged out....on Nyquil. Oy.
I feel for ya!
Posted by: Fianna | May 27, 2007 01:01 AM
looks like we're all having a great saturday the 26th.
Posted by: Aakanksha | May 27, 2007 06:14 AM
Ah! Shame and embarassment Jane Austen style.
Posted by: peefer | May 28, 2007 09:27 AM
I don't have drunk-dial urges. For me it's just really potent PMS that drives the urge to write someone that last email... and I am insane when I have PMS, so you can only imagine what nice letters those are.
Posted by: Karindira | May 31, 2007 05:17 PM