The next morning

Last night: Two and a half bottles, hmm, maybe three not sure


So slept in till just before midnight today, don't remember going to bed but woke up fully dressed from what I was wearing yesterday - at least I made it to bed this time. Was skyping last time I remember, and now hoping desperately that I didn't make an idiot out of myself, did I say goodnight? Did I say something stupid drunk skyping? It's the worst part of the next day...the moments waiting to find out what I did in that little gap between just getting so drunk I can't remember my actions and passing out. Waiting to hear back, the person I was skyping with would still be asleep right now but won't be long before I get a response...I wonder how long it will be before he realises the extent of my problem. I love him...I hope he never does. Another good reason to sort myself out.