me+vodka=skinned knee

oh my fucking unholy god. So i had a fucked up weekend. I'm in a pretty good mood and i'm not particularly hung over but oh wow, what a weekend it has been. Friday night my friend got his face smashed with a beer bottle by some shit-talking kiwi who was shooting bb's at the car. He went to the hospital and got many stitches. Last night i got really drunk and fell down and skinned my knee up pretty bad. And since i was drunk i walked around the house on my hands and knees. it doesn't help that it's white carpet. Also i was locked out of my room all day. The door locks with one of those buttons on the handle and i must have triggered it in my stupor. I finally got it open about two hours ago. Oh and i made out with some random guy outside the hut. No one saw. Could have been worse, i could have gone home with him. AND I CAN'T FIND A FUCKING JOB!!!! Also i need a date. Anyone want the job?