~Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Message from inside the doghouse

Oh my god. I feel absolutely sick to my stomach.

I called Rebecca yesterday afternoon to do a courtesy apology for getting drunk at her boyfriend's apartment on Saturday. I didn't think she was upset with me, but I felt that I should call her anyways to double check. Then again, I don't really remember leaving her boyfriend's place Saturday night so I don't really know how things ended.

I left her a message and she never called me back.

I need girlfriends so badly, I need them 100 times more than a boyfriend. This was our second time hanging out. I thought her and Maddy were very cool. It would have been nice to be friends with them. I'm in the process of moving inside Atlanta city limits and they are some of the few people I know there.

Crap. Crap. Crap.

It's not like I set out to get drunk. Normally I'll decide how much I'm drinking before I go out. Beer is my alcohol of choice because it keeps me sane and I usually end up with a pleasant buzz. I drank 12 on an empty stomach and I didn't even realize it until the next day.

I wonder if this has anything to do with the whore episode.

I am going to feel so guilty if she really is upset with me. I need to make new friends and it isn't starting out that well.


Angel Girl said...

If she is even worth having as a friend she will understand and be cool about it. I hope you hear from her soon.

Jenni said...

I'm agreeing with Angel girl. If she's worth her salt as a friend she'll definitely call you back. Otherwise, don't sweat it.

You could always hang out with my gay brother, who has recently moved to Atlanta *wink*

Anonymous said...

Jenni- does he have any hot straight guy friends? LOL!

Gabriel K. said...

Ladies of wisdom... They're right so I'm not even going to bother saying what they've already said.

But 12 beers on an empty stomach? WOW. Impressivo.

Anonymous said...

I don't smoke. I don't do drugs. I only swear when I drive.

Drinking is my vice. I can put 'em back like the rest of you men!

Jenni said...

Nope, no straight friends.
They're all fairies.

Gabriel K. said...

I guess it depends on the beer too.

Anonymous said...

Fairies, hehe!

Yeah, it's light beer. If I drank that much in New Castle or Yuengling, this blog would be called "Fat Sarah" not "Desperate Sarah."

Gabriel K. said...

New Castle is harsh. That was my preferred beverage when I used to drink. 2 or 3 and I would be lit! Good times... good times.


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