a night in the nightlife of lilred...
this has been a tough week for me.
family stuff
money stuff
job stuff
so last night i went out with my gays
and heres how it went.....
just getting our first drink
meeting some friends
getting sassy
giggle fit(even though he wasnt that funny)
more drinky drinky
no explanation
silly girl who refuses to smile for the camara
hmm, whats he about to do??
i dont know what i just drank but it was tasty
yup, pretty sure he just did a body shot off my naughty parts
picture of me passed out in the parking lot on the broken glass not available
picture of me throwing up also not available
picture of me crawling thru my own vomit not available
last night i thought was going to be the last day of my life.
when i passed out on the way to the car, i scared alot of people who care about me. i could hear them checking to see if i was alive. i could feel them pick me up and put me in the car. i could hear them talking.
i could not respond to any of this. i felt like i was in a coma. i could hear, but i could not talk or move on my own. i was thinking that i would not live thru this. i was scared, having an anxiety attack, not being able to catch a breath. i was lucky i have alot of good friends that are willing to give up their sex for the night(which for my gay friends is very hard to do) to take care of their lil princess.
i will not be doing this to them or to myself again.
dont get me wrong, i will drink again, but i will have limits.
this was no fun for me or anyone involved. i dont even remember half of the night or most of today. my brain feels shutdown.
i think i may have really done some damage..
somehow, for some reason, i did not sleep alone last night.
dont get me wrong, i did not break my "no more one-night stand " vow.
but a very nice man took care of me, bathed me, fed me and helped me to bed and never tried to be crude, just very polite. to you, whoever you are, thank you. my faith in sweet men is now restored.
today i found out that someone was feeding me drugs on sunday night. opium as far as we can tell. i still feel like hell today and havent eaten since sunday morning. i have never blacked out like this from alcohol and i thought it pretty odd that i would now. well, now i know why.
family stuff
money stuff
job stuff
so last night i went out with my gays
and heres how it went.....
just getting our first drink
meeting some friends
getting sassy
giggle fit(even though he wasnt that funny)
more drinky drinky
no explanation
silly girl who refuses to smile for the camara
hmm, whats he about to do??
i dont know what i just drank but it was tasty
yup, pretty sure he just did a body shot off my naughty parts
picture of me passed out in the parking lot on the broken glass not available
picture of me throwing up also not available
picture of me crawling thru my own vomit not available
last night i thought was going to be the last day of my life.
when i passed out on the way to the car, i scared alot of people who care about me. i could hear them checking to see if i was alive. i could feel them pick me up and put me in the car. i could hear them talking.
i could not respond to any of this. i felt like i was in a coma. i could hear, but i could not talk or move on my own. i was thinking that i would not live thru this. i was scared, having an anxiety attack, not being able to catch a breath. i was lucky i have alot of good friends that are willing to give up their sex for the night(which for my gay friends is very hard to do) to take care of their lil princess.
i will not be doing this to them or to myself again.
dont get me wrong, i will drink again, but i will have limits.
this was no fun for me or anyone involved. i dont even remember half of the night or most of today. my brain feels shutdown.
i think i may have really done some damage..
somehow, for some reason, i did not sleep alone last night.
dont get me wrong, i did not break my "no more one-night stand " vow.
but a very nice man took care of me, bathed me, fed me and helped me to bed and never tried to be crude, just very polite. to you, whoever you are, thank you. my faith in sweet men is now restored.
today i found out that someone was feeding me drugs on sunday night. opium as far as we can tell. i still feel like hell today and havent eaten since sunday morning. i have never blacked out like this from alcohol and i thought it pretty odd that i would now. well, now i know why.
posted by GingerSnaps at 8:39 PM
29 Comments:
thank for sweet people still exist!
:)
I am just glad you are a-ok. It just takes one of those nights, doesn't it?
Faith in mankind restored too. All a blessing.
This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.
thank you lightfeather, but im not so sure that i am ok today. i havent even been able to look at food and i feel really dizzy and weak. i have never been this hungover in my life!
I swore off Black Label Scotch because i had a night similar to yours in some respects. I got so fucked up that my brain just shut off. Ive never blanked out before then but this was my first. I had to be carried to the car and i can vaguley remember my body bieng like jello in their hands. Once they dropped me off my roomate said i tormented him for two hours and badgered him with insults. He almost called the cops but thankfully he didnt.
The next day i woke up in a pool of vomit but i was on my stomach so no tales of another 27 year old dying like a rock star for the papers. It scared the fuck out of me. The whole day i tried to remember what happened but couldnt. Not until the second day of sobriety did i ask my roomate if i was acting funny the night i went out. He fucking went off big time cause he thought i knew. I didnt have a clue.
No more scotch no sir none for me!
that is exactly it! black out, why could i not think of that?thats exactly what happened. i have been fighting something awful all day, i feel like im going to puke but i havent eaten...oh, i wish i could just sleep.
how long have you been dry?
and yes, scotch is evil. i think it makes some people evil kinda like how tequila makes people evil, or jagermeister....all bad!
oh geez, i just remembered those were the shots i was doing last night..tequila and jag bombs...god i wish i could eat..
i don`t consume alcohol at all.
and after reading your stories, i am damn glad i don`t!
need to know what you were drinking to understand these pictures.
Strange how often what starts out as a fun night's drinking ends up in a completely vulnerable, near death collapse. People with bipolar and other mental health issues are more prone to it that most.
You were very lucky to have good people around you that night, lilred. I'm so glad you were, so glad, but look after yourself, eh? :)
Please take care of yourself.
I come from a long line of alcoholics, and when I was in therapy my doctor tried to steer me away from the whole "celebrate with alcohol, mourn with alcohol" mentality. The nights I've been the most messed up I never even had the intention.
I remember my BF taking me home and the cabbie thinking I had been drugged, and very concerned for my safetly. Luckly I was able to string a couple sentences together so that he didn't call the cops!
It took me a very long time, but I finally learned when to stop drinking during nights like that. The key for me was to train myself to stop while I was still having fun. I know it sounds ridiculous, but once I was having a blast and felt that high from drink and revelry.....I would leave. Not only do I not wake up with vicious hangovers anymore, but I wake up with a smile remembering all the fun I had and not all the misery caused by not knowing when to stop.
Take care of you.
I used to be a binge drinker, until I dreaded hangovers more than I enjoyed to drinking. Once, after a frat party, I woke up with someone's wig between my legs. I have no idea how it got there. I have other stories, but I'll save them for blogging.
Gatorade, LilRed. And sleep. Then, an egg mcmuffin in the morning. Protein seems to help.
And, you look a lot like one of my sisters. But then, I'm part Irish too.
I call my gays "my gays" too. I just noticed that on your blog. Your gays are also as cute as my gays.
well i havent been exactly dry but more or less moist to the touch. Its been almost two months though since i went out and strapped on a good night of boozing with the buddies. I just dont feel like hanging out with these kids while im on my internship and sippin a brew by yourself only works when im at home. Ive enjoyed the weekends cause they last much longer when your not comatosed, eating junk food while reruns of sienfield play on and on.
still...thats a good thing, alcohol is bad, especially mixed with drugs.
johnny..lots of tequila,jager and mixed drinks
spirit...i know i shouldnt drink like that when i take my meds, but i wasnt thinking straight. as soon as i started drinking it just was feeling so good i didnt want to stop.
jaded..thank you, i will from now on
lilmissknit...i come from that kind of family too. we never get more drunk than we do at weddings and funerals..
brooke...how do you do that? i have never been able to switch over to water or pop when i knew ive had enough. maybe you should come here and train me to be a better drinker..
nickname...thank you, i will be back to visit yours soon
ubie..do you think its cause were irish? i seem to blame my heritage on that alot. underhill is irish too, im thinking thats why he enjoys boozin it up as well.
the gatorade is working, thank you. i dont eat fast food, so ill have to think of another breakfast that doesnt make me throw up...
nickname..you crack me up..i still cant figure out the link thing..i have to actually have someone come over and do it for me, but i dont let anyone i know read my blog so thats going to be a problem.
betty..when i was in drug treatment they told me that most alcoholics are actually allergic to alcohol and thats why it effects them the way it does...some poeple are just not meant to drink period.
brooke..they love being called my gays. they call me their fairy princess instead of fag hag.ill have to take pics of my gays that look like freakin supermodels. i swear they have better skin that i do. one of my gays is 47 and he still looks like he's 23. he still gets carded when we go out..and he is adorable.
cheyenne...no soup for you!
i love seinfeld...at parties i like to dance like elaine right before i go into the robot!
Ah Lilred...with age comes experience. And I have the age on you....
LOL! lemme get my pen and paper out hang on......
k..scribble..scribble...Elaine moves for five seconds...scribble scribble...break into robot...scribble scribble...
Thats so gonna be a hoot!
brooke, you are not much older than me...i think i still need a coach
cheyenne, following the robot will be the sprinkler, goin shoppin, on deck, mowing the lawn and the final final will be my rendition of billie jean. if i knew how to download my videos i would show you.
I have the age on you, but still lack the ability to stop when I should. Usually ends up messy and being in the dog house!
Not a lot you can do if some git is feeding you drugs without your knowledge. Nasty.
I think anyone who has a British/Irish background is predisposed to drink too much, it's in our genes. No one else in Europe drinks like us. And that's not a good thing
ok, dont judge me on this but, like once a year if im at a party or something ill take a hit of pot. one hit, thats it! wel, right at the end of the night this guy asked me if i wanted to and i said sure its been a long time, so i did...just one frickin hit, it really knocked me on my ass and i thought to myself, this doesnt even taste or smell like pot. it smelled really perfumey. since i hardly ever do it i thought maybe it was a different kind or something. it was not 5 minutes after that that i blacked out and fell in the parking lot...i just layed there, thinking that i was dead.
after about a jillion phone calls yesterday i found out that the pot was laced with opium. thats been going on alot around here i guess, but since im not really in the drug world i didnt know that. so, i guess its partially my fault for thinking i could take one little hit of pot and be fine..and i do not know the guy that gave it to me. he was with someone i only sortof know. im sure i could find out if i really tried.
wbb, yes, im pretty sure it is in our jeans to drink. at least thats what my family history of alcoholics say.
LilRed, I hope you don't have to take a drug test any time soon!
That really sucks. We all have to be extra careful these days.
actually, the pictures that were taken that night were on a friends camara and he showed them to me . the guy that gave it to me is on there..and hes putting his hands on places on my body that he shoulndt have. i guess they thought it was funny so they took pictures.
i think i should rethink my friend situation.
Red, please be more careful! This could have ended a lot worse. Lucky for you and your daughter it didn't. From now on, no more smokey the dopey, kay?
Oh Red, I'm so sorry that happened to you. Ever since I got violently ill after one drink (a night out at a gay bar, oddly enough) which I suspect was a drug of some sort, I have not allowed myself to drink from a glass that is not always in my hand. Otherwise, I drink beer from the bottle. Too hard to slip something into that. Sad that we must protect ourselves like that. So glad you are ok.
And believe me, I'm older than you!
I think the old saying goes something like this....
"Smoking dope and drinking beer is like pissing in the wind."
I'm glad you're ok. You think you can trust people and then they pull a stunt like that. I've done some pretty crazy stuff in my time, but it's always been to myself.
LDQ, no one is judging you, nor do i think anybody has the right to do so. but it`s always admirable to stay away from influences that might affect us negatively.
hope your days get better, and hugs to your little angel.
damn that sucks Lilred, Yeah opium has a real perfumey smell. It actually smells just like the incense. I was at a party once and they were passing the shit around like candy so of course i got curious. It makes you really relaxed and im sure if you were already drunk and hit that shit it would end up alot like your night. Keep on your toes as best as you can and doesnt it suck to have to be responsible while bieng irresponsible? :P
Post a Comment
<< Home