summary of my night. tragic, funny and intresting all at once

OK so last night sucked a fat donkey sack, but the end is funny. I was drinking beers on the bus comming home from work, nothing too out of the oridinary there. I get off my first bus at wilshire and fairfax feeling pretty buzzed. I wait for my 2nd out of 3rd bus, (yes i take 3 busses to get home) which i know wont be comming for another 30 minutes so i chug another beer while i wait in the cold. 30 minutes comes and goes and theres no bus. 40 minutes. 50 minutes. pretty soon its been an hour and a half, I'm plasterd, its freezing and close to midnight, and theres no sign of my bus any where.

I call my mom about 100 times and shes not picking up her cell because shes out playing board games with friends and probably getting a lil fucked up. I decide my only real option is to call a cab, even tho Im shit broke and dont have a single dollar on me. The cabbie picks me up. hes a man with a very strong armenian accent who talks about joining the army as a young dude like me in armenia. I'm trying to figure out in my head where im gonna have him drop me off and how im gonna ditch him, but its not working too well seeing as how drunk i got at the bus stop waiting.

Eventually, I decide I dont want any more legal trouble then Ive already had in the past, so I have him drive me straight to my house, and tell him my mom will pay the $35 cab fare, even tho I know shes most likely gonna be gone for at least another hour. He drops me off in front. I walk into the house and the first thing i have to do is piss like a race horse. Then I call my mom again from the house phone and no answer. I leave her a message telling her what happend and that when she eventually gets home shes got a not so patiently waiting cab driver expecting $35 out of her. Then I go outside and tell the cabbie i talked to my mom (lie) and she should be here in about 15-20 minutes(lie). Shortly after that, I gave the cabbie a glass of water, went inside and locked the door, and fell asleep. I heard him ring the doorbell twice but that was it.

The next morning I wake up. its 6:00 AM and the house is silent. I can see a speck of light peering through the slits in my cheap blinds. I go outside and am a little freaked out to see that my moms car is no where in sight. I call her cell even tho its 6AM and theres no answer. I Immediately get an image in my head of her trying to drive home all fucked up and getting into a car crash. I start trying to think up a way to find everyones phone number she was with, when she sends me a text message saying "I'm sleeping at debs, see you tomorrow".

I think its so completly ironic that I've spent countless nights doing the exact same thing to her, not telling her where i am and staying out all night getting fucked up out of my mind, making her worried Im dead in the streets. now look how the tables have turned. intresting

 

i dont know what happend to taxi. i went to sleep