My weekend was okay

Just back from my friend Cathy's. Last night we went out drinking. Didn't mention my problems to her, we just got drunk together. We wanted to get a man-whore from the red-light-district but didn't find it and I was like dying from that cocktail. Called Car Crash. Rightly so. Gin, Rum, Vodka, cointreau and champagne. What a fucking cocktail, how can that be legal... damn... And she sent text messages to my friends from my phone lol... wtf did she tell them making it loook like it was me... Lol I love such things. It's funny. Stan called me about it and asked if I was okay. I'm not fucking okay but it's sweet he called. Nobody does that usually.