Last night I got drunk at the movie theatre. Not too drunk though. Like. I remember coming home and things.
This morning I was locked out of my bathroom (I share with one person on the other side of the wall) and my towel was on my bed. Also, I couldn’t find my mixing bowl (was trying to make biscuits for the Superbowl party).
I just got back from the party, and my roomie was home. I got her to let me in the bathroom, and my mixing bowl was there.
Also, that game sucked.