damik's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm not Drunk! Will and I have been dating for a year now, we went to the Tav to celebrate. One of the co-owners offered to buy us a drink to celebrate, Will ordered a fudgecicle, I not being the drinking type ordered the same because I have had a sip or two of his and haven't minded the alchoal content in it. But the bartender made it stronger then usual, or the co-owner made it himself, I'm not real sure. What ever, Will is accusing me of being drunk, which I vehemnetly deny. He's siting all these examples of the whys I am. So I won't admit to him I can't type straight. I just don't really want to admit that I'm the kind of girl who gets drunk off one drink. 12:57 a.m. - 04-24-04 -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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