so this is how i spent my friday night into saint v and four stitches, a black eye and a chipped tooth later, i don't think i'd do it any differently.
i've got to get the stitches out on wednesday, which will be fun and i'm really looking forward to explaining everything at work on monday.
sigh, so much for a
cute Saint Vee, like last year.
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so what happened, you ask?
i had a little too much to drink and was in my old apartment in Gainesville and some guy came into my kitchen and started calling me some not so friendly things for drinking so much.
needless to say, i told him to stop, he didn't so i tried to push him out of the apartment which he was in uninvited, but i was COMPLETELY hammered so that didn't work as well as planned.
he flipped me, hit me while i was down and sent me reeling. i think i got a hit in on the way back up because my knuckles are bruised and all cut up, but i can't say for sure.
i have no idea who did it but, i guess i've had it coming for a while now.
at least
bea was understanding? she's so good to me for bringing me food in the emergency room the next day while i was getting my face put back together.
the story down here is that the guy was groping on bea and her friends and i was sticking up for them.
(i guess that's two years in a row that i've ruined St. V)
