Pissed!

In a vain attempt to get rid of my crappy cold I am two glasses into a very strong bottle of dessert wine (my favourite), and being a lightweight am now decidedly pissed!

In fact I realise that by the effort it is taking me to type/spell.
And I really shouldn't blog when I'm drunken because I just want to blurb about DM and how much I miss him, and how good my life was a year ago, and how we should be buying fireworks and hot dogs and beign together and getting married and fucking and loving and everything else. He hated dessert wine by the way. A lot of people do. I love it!! It's 15%, oooer!!

And I want to text him, really really want to tex him. And I can't because I dont have his number, to stop me from texting him when I get drunk and it all pours out.

And if i cant text him and cant have him I want to text SG, but i cant do that either because he's not DM and he's married and i'm backing off. and now Im horny thinking about them and it sucks. and i think i shoudl throw my phone away because in this drunken state which doesnt happen very hoften I cant be trusted.

Fukcing ring me DM, you bastard. fucking ring me!