First of all, let me apologize to everyone I worried with that last post. I was fine. Well, no, I wasn't really fine, but the pain was all willingly self-inflicted. Well, sort of willingly. I wasn't really thinking about the whole hangover thing back on Thursday night.
Let me start over. I don't drink very often. Sure, on certain special occasions, I'll have a beer, but the only times that I seriously drink are the times when I am "drowning my sorrows," so to speak. And I watched a friend die the other day. It was...difficult. I don't know exactly to word how difficult it was, other than to say it drove me to inflict upon myself the worst hangover I've ever had.
Basically, Poe came and knocked on my door last night (or I guess it would have been the night before...the blinding pain makes it kind of all blur together) and brought some alcohol. I decided that, yes, I definitely needed a drink. So for I think the first time ever, I spent some one-on-one time with Poe as we reminisced and toasted to Caper's memory and got totally drunk. The whole night's something of a blur, but I do remember that it actually ended up being fun talking to Poe and we both managed to get our minds off Caper for a while. It's still not easy, but I think now that I can get over it. Didn't think to record any of the conversation, because I'm an idiot, and even if I did, I probably wouldn't want to listen to it myself, just because I'm pretty sure I'm an even bigger idiot when I'm drunk. But I do remember bits and pieces here and there. Something about Poe saying that Caper and I were totally hot for each other, retelling some of his more ridiculous stories and jokes, and I think some sort of drinking game that I don't remember the details to. Also, Poe's a pretty cute drunk. Or maybe that's just the beer goggles speaking. Or maybe just her smile. First time I'd ever seen her smile.
Oh, god, I sound so stupid.
Anyway, right. I should probably get back to work. I've got a lot of things to catch up on, and a lot of little loose ends here I need to provide closure for.
-Don't Shoot The Messenger-