Wednesday, August 24, 2005

There Seems to Be Some Kind of Confusion…

The events of last week—the 18th—were all my fault. I am an emotional person and the choices made about my drinking that night were not anyone’s fault but my own. I know that it might have seemed otherwise with my blog entry regarding that night but that’s not the case.

1) I can get self-destructive at times—like that night.

2) I can ignore the best impulses—like I did that night.

3) I can be careless with my mouth and what I put in it—like I did that night.

4) I cannot stop myself even when I know I should—like that night.

All I can say is that I have to own a lot of what I did that night and that’s fine and true and what happened. No fault by my own.

But there was a lot of fun things that happened.

1) Like the fun dinner at Le Fritte with my girls Kelly, Edie, Ali, and Valeska and how we should do more meals out like that at fun cool places.

2) Laughing through the pain as we realized that the bar we were at was having karaoke.

3) Slow dancing with Ruby to really bad slow songs as a crowd of annoying Valley girls swarmed the bar.

4) The fact that said bar seemed to be cloning out guys somewhere outside and that I have to bring all my single female friends there—Lola, that means you.

5) The moment I realized that we were all getting into the swing of the night as Valeska and I both sang along from our chairs to some 50 year old woman doing Alanis—or was it country?

6) Lizzie singing a very dirty ‘happy Birthday’ ala Marilyn Manson—I mean—Monroe

7) Realizing that my friends were all there with me and having a grand time.


I just wanted to clear these things up because it isn’t fair to take away the good or the bad—it lies with me and I guess that’s it. Hopefully people can try and respect that.

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