Saturday, September 22, 2007

WTF?

Now I'm getting drunk-dials? Now this I'm sure I didn't sign up for.

"Ok, I'll make you a promise - because you seem to actually care a little, because I can actually detect a note of concern in your voice - that I will not drink anymore tonight, and go to bed right now." (It took two phone calls and a total of about 20 minutes to get to that point from the original, "I'm so drunk - where are you? - I don't think I can drive that far - I wanna go out and drink more - you should come with me.")

Lui is pissed, demanding an Irish-free night, and saying wonderful, caring things like, "I don't care what he's been through, and I know he's been through a lot, but his problems don't need to become my problems."

Oh, I can see the headline now: Elle-Même saves Irish from himself, ruins her marriage

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