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For my 21st birthday, we went to a few bars, parts of which I remember, parts of which I do not. The last stop was a pub called Finnegan's where I vaguely remember insulting a bouncer and telling him to "just don't touch me anymore" and then spent way too much drunken energy trying to apologize; drunk dialing some friends, a few of the calls I still had no clue about two days later; and of course drunkenly wandering off from the group.
I sort of remember laying down on the banks of the stream that runs through the concrete foundations of the downtown buidlings. And somehow along the way to where ever I thought I was going, I saw a daycare playground and hopped the fence, or rather jumped on top of and then fell off of a fence, landing on my shoulder, which was subsequently injured and immobilized. I crawled into a tiny playground house and eventually through some phone calls I don't remember, my comrades were able to find me and lift me over the fence.
Apparently we went back to the bar and I laid on the ground whining in pain and Smitty took some video that was so dark only the audio was salvageable. Excuse the brevity, but that's all I've got about my 21st, partly because I forgot my camera, partly because the memories are hazy but mostly because typing is a bitch with my arm in this withered condition.
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danwho kissed you on the nose on 05.01.05 @ 12:58 AM [link] |
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