It happened again. Something I have no control over whatsoever.
Every time I have a few drinks (or in this case MANY drinks) my fingers get a mind of their own.
There are some days I really really wish that my phone had a breathaliser. I know that you can get applications on some phones that stops you calling people after a certain time, but this is not something that I would ever do, mainly because I am the sort of person to think “But what if there is an emergency??”.
Today I read some of my sent items from last Friday night, and quite frankly, I felt slightly ill.
Drunkenly texting out something that looks along the lines of I miss you (but can’t be quite sure because of the atrocious spelling) and then apologising for it (also incoherently) about 15 times is not the way to a mans heart.
This is a nasty habit that I thought I had kicked.
Apparently not.
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