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Panic.

Suedey! SHOT FOR MEAT!

23:13 / 04.03.02

Me. Very.

Here's what I can put together:

Saturday night. Go out with a friend to a club, proceed to get very drunk. At some point I lose her, and spend a good while looking for her. (It turns out she left me as I was cavorting all around, and just left out of frustration of not being able to find me.)

So anyway, me, very drunk, all alone now.

I dance around and the like, and become aquainted with people. (I wouldn't like to presume them friends/ or even that they liked me because my memory is so hazy.) Anyway, a girl I was dancing with bought me a drink or two..

I leave, and stand around with these people, realise I don't know them and say "I'm going home." and leave. I think.

Here my memory goes completely blank. I wake up, almost unable to move. Both of my hips are bruised, and one is swollen - like the side of my buttock. One of my elbows is all scabby and bloody, and the other has a few little grazes. My knees are grazed and I ache like a bastard. Can barely walk because of my hips.

This is vaguely worrying. At some point I half recollect falling over. Once.

Someone tells me I apparently called round someones house quite late, and that people aren't to happy with me. I consider this understandable, and worry a bit for myself. Think I should phone and apologise.

I look at the pile where my clothes from the previous night are strewn and notice that my t-shirt isn't there. I went out in just jeans, t-shirt and jacket. I figure it'll turn up somewhere...

And now... now someone tells me that apparently I turned up at my friends house without my t-shirt... and... now I panic.

23:46 / 04.03.02

ouch. My best advice is to STOP panicking. What's done is done, whatever it might have been. i doubt you've got much chance of piecing together what happened if you're terrified of what Might Have happened. it sounds as though it hurts to breathe, but at least you're breathing. Good luck piecing it all together.

02:09 / 05.03.02

Fear not. It sounds like you had a bad night, but there's no reason to get stuck on coulda, shoulda, woulda.

Piece together as much as is necessary to make strategic apologies. It sounds to me like you did a lot of falling down on hard surfaces, from the description of your bruises, etc.

As a bartender/bouncer, and just generally a pretty maternal person...take it easier on the booze next time, eh? For a poison, alcohol can be surprisingly sneaky...go slow, 'specially if you're exerting yourself - like dancing - because that dehydrates you all the much faster, resulting in faster, harder drunkenness.

Take acetemitophen for the bruises, although if the joint pain/discomfort is really bad, see your MD about maybe getting an anti-inflammation, such as Vioxx.

Take care. Hope it all pans out OK.

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10:35 / 05.03.02

You're a werewolf. Is Jenny Agutter naked/bloody/dead in your bathroom?

Less searchable M0rd4nt

10:47 / 05.03.02

I think that calls for an

Take it easy on the old electric soup next time, eh? And take comfort in the fact that it was your shirt that was missing, not your trews.

10:52 / 05.03.02

It's never as bad as you think, you get paranoid and freak out but everything will settle down, sounds like the fall you had was worse than you thought that would explain the pain (you never feel it when your drinking)...

reminds me of a friend of mine, don't know if I mentioned him before he woke up on a seat in a sitting room with no shoes on, woke up with the owners of the house standing over him asking him why he was in their house, he was miles from home and had never met the people before - drinking eh, why do we do it?

Regrettable Juvenilia

11:09 / 05.03.02

Because we're fucking stupid idiots?

I would join in with a "reminds me of the time I woke up minus my ______ in the middle of ______ with a strange bruise on my ______ and the vague memory of saying terrible things to ______", but I'm trying to get away from hero-izing these situations...

11:09 / 05.03.02

The Master speaks...

11:25 / 05.03.02

I wasn't trying to Heroize - I was trying to say that it happens to everyone now and again..and it'll blow over in a few days

Suedey! SHOT FOR MEAT!

11:42 / 05.03.02

Oooh, I don't want to seem like I'm trying to heroize. This stuff always really gets to me. But anyway, I'm less panicked today, although slightly wary of seeing people and hearing new things...

And, trying not to divulge too much, I'm actually going to the doctors later today because I do have various... uh.. problems, and often drink too much because of them. Or just drink too much.

But anyway, s'not important. I'll stop there.

Regrettable Juvenilia

11:48 / 05.03.02

No, no, sorry, I wasn't trying to accuse anyone else of hero-izing this kind of thing. That was a bit of self-loathing sneaking out...

I'm just very aware of how doing very stupid things whilst drunk appals you the next morning, but within a fairly short amount of time can become just another amusing anecdote. Now, depending on what you actually did, that's not necessarily a bad thing - but I think it can be, because I think it's one of the reasons why you end up doing the same thing again...

11:51 / 05.03.02

You have besmirched my honour Sir Flyboy. I challenge you to a duel at the gates of Westminster Abbey when the moon is at its fattest!
What say yeeeee?

Regrettable Juvenilia

11:59 / 05.03.02

Ask me when I'm drunk and I'm sure I'll think it's a great idea...

Suedey! SHOT FOR MEAT!

12:14 / 05.03.02

Still seems like a great idea t'me...

Suedey! SHOT FOR MEAT!

12:20 / 05.03.02

I think the main thing about this particular night with me, is that normally I'd be with other people. And at least these people could verify that I actually existed at that point in time. It's so strange, just like a big hole in my head, not that it hasn't happened before. Just... there were always people I knew around. It's like my mind really wasn't connected to my body, and thus had no control over it, and yet feels bad about it now.

And having someone suggest to me that someone could have been messing with my drinks... oh, that really helped... I mean, that's pure paranoia I'm sure. But still, it could have. I really doubt that though, In fact I'm sure that didn't happen. But then you think, people were buying me drinks... I'm sure all these foolish lines of thought will exhaust themselves. It'll pass.

Then it'll happen again...

12:21 / 05.03.02

11 days until my birthday and then this bear will be no more !!! Hoooray !! The bear reborn is coming (as written in the Bible)

The Natural Way

12:21 / 05.03.02

You wanna talk about panic? I just changed the water in the office fishtank ("it's good feng-shui, don't you know.." [not the changing of the water, but the fishtank]) and little fish darted out of the bowl and into the sink. No! My hand wrestled w/ that tiny, jellyfied ball of will for at least a minute before I managed to scoop it out and into it's little home. And then I got soaked carrying the tank downstairs.

16:14 / 05.03.02

This incident does indeed sound pretty fucking .. harsh.

quote:Originally posted by Sweet Jane:
I think the main thing about this particular night with me, is that normally I'd be with other people. And at least these people could verify that I actually existed at that point in time. It's so strange, just like a big hole in my head

This is Barbelith, so I think it's in the contract that someone has to mention aliens at this point..

17:13 / 05.03.02

Blackouts are fucking scary things. The ones I had when I was a student have now given me an utter terror of anything that kills my memory - including anaesthetics. When I went to have my wisdom tooth out, they wanted to sedate me but I refused because I didn't want not to remember anything. (Luckily a local worked fine.) Also might have something to do with having a doctor mother who told me never to have any anaesthetic that I didn't need.

but i digress

i think you do usually act more sensibly than you might imagine under such circumstances, but you might well have made a tit of yourself somewhere along the line. Okay, you are almost certain to have made a tit of yourself.

Think of it this way - you're probably never going to meet the people who remember you, and if you do you won't recognise them anyway, and they probably won't either.

Under the circumstances I'd say it will take about two months to be able to laugh about it. Six, if you find out what you did.

Suedey! SHOT FOR MEAT!

18:50 / 05.03.02

Yeah, it's odd. I've sort of pondered going to see the girl I (think I) met, as (if it's who I think) she works somewhere I know in town (perhaps). But then I've consciously avoided the shop in town, and then I've thought maybe I should just walk by and see what happens, or go in and ask her about myself. Fuck knows. I think I'll probably just end up avoiding that place for a while and claim ignorance. Mostly because I think I was probably a complete twat to her, even though her behaviour of dancing with me and buying me drinks points elsewhere...

The same with my friends. I mean, I was going to phone and apologise, but I've lost the number... I mean, if I really tried I'm sure I could have spoken to them... but I'm not sure I really want to in a way...

All in due time.

19:00 / 05.03.02

i'd wait until you can honestly say the following without suicidal shame kicking in: "hi, I think I was in here (whenever) and I was probably behaving like a twat, I'd just like to apologise for anything I might have said or done"

19:18 / 05.03.02

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19:20 / 05.03.02

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19:22 / 05.03.02

if there's one thing I've learnt, it's always clean your teeth before you go to bed

and ideally, floss and use mouthwash as well

your mouth will thank you in the morning, and you might get a snog before you go to work

19:25 / 05.03.02

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Suedey! SHOT FOR MEAT!

19:25 / 05.03.02

The one thing I am wholly glad for is not waking up with the girl. I don't think my girlfriend would have thanked me for that.

Suedey! SHOT FOR MEAT!

19:28 / 05.03.02

Jeepers, didn't see your post there Sauron. Hope everything's cool, and feel free to post Stones lyrics anytime. I am just a monkey man, after all.

19:31 / 05.03.02

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19:39 / 05.03.02

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19:47 / 05.03.02

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Mr insensitive

20:31 / 05.03.02

You should read this thread backwards. It's hilarious.

Nelson Evergreen

20:57 / 05.03.02

No it isn't. I just did that and evoked something awful that stinks of gammy yeast.