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crazyexedits:
So I’m here because one night I had ten cocktails at a wedding. As one does. And then I passed out in my own vomit. As one does. The next morning I got in my car and a cop stopped me, as they do, when you’re weaving. And, turns out, I was still legally drunk from the night before and I got arrested, as, again, one does. The judge sentenced me to come here every day for a month. My plan was to knock out these meetings, get my court card signed, and go back to being as angry as I could with just about anyone I could think of. My mom, my dad, my job, West Covina, men who wear skinny jeans. But that whole time, there was one person I was really angry at. Myself.
crazyexedits:
So I’m here because one night I had ten cocktails at a wedding. As one does. And then I passed out in my own vomit. As one does. The next morning I got in my car and a cop stopped me, as they do, when you’re weaving. And, turns out, I was still legally drunk from the night before and I got arrested, as, again, one does. The judge sentenced me to come here every day for a month. My plan was to knock out these meetings, get my court card signed, and go back to being as angry as I could with just about anyone I could think of. My mom, my dad, my job, West Covina, men who wear skinny jeans. But that whole time, there was one person I was really angry at. Myself.
