Just wanted to let you know that I literally have absoutely no idea what happened last night. Also, I am pretty sure that I am going to die of a hangover within the next couple hours.

All I remember from last night is watching The Girl Next Door at my place by myself, calling a very incompetent black woman at Yellow Cab Co. around 1am, and then leaving for a party in Beverly Hills. After hitting the bar at the venue, the next thing I remember clearly is being driven back to my place in a really expensive car around 7am.

There is a good possibility I was roofied. Maybe I roofied myself. Actually, I don’t know what combination of drugs I did last night, but I doubt one vodka tonic was able to fuck me up so much. I’m pretty sure I did a lot of nose candy, and I have a hazy memory of also doing half an e, but I’m not ruling out harder drugs as well.

Going through my pockets, I recovered an assortment of business cards.

The problem here isn’t that I blacked out. I black out all the time. The problem is that I really don’t know who was at the party with me, so I don’t have anyone to call to ask what happened. This makes me nervous that there is a group of people located somewhere in the greater Los Angeles area that is currently talking about the highly inebriated douchebag they encountered at the party last night.

A couple hazy memories have come back to me throughout the day in between dry heaving episodes and naps. Each memory that surfaces makes me more convinced that I did things which disgraced myself and my family last night. I think I am alright with this. Here are some moments I remember:

• Attempting to light a cigarette the wrong way
  Someone had to point out that I had the wrong end in my mouth after several failed attempts? Have you ever smelled a burning filter? Smells like shit.
• Forgetting where I live
  I don’t know who drove me home, but I definitely gave him the wrong directions and ended up about a mile away from my house. I didn’t realize this until I staggered around and explored the area.
• Having a detailed conversation about my gay fantasies
  This has been happening more and more after drinking heavily, which leads me to believe that I should have a gay experience and blog about it in detail. I’ll keep you posted.

If anyone has any details on what happened last night, please let me know. Thanks.

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