Day Drinking

So... I just apparently blacked out for several hours. I remember being in the middle of partying with Viki over here, then blank. Hours later, I hear a weird sound coming from the kitchen, that sounds like a dog walking on tile, and it was. My neighbor Jim, with his dog, in my fridge. And this all happened from a nice bout of day drinking. So last night I didn't even sleep, I had the upstairs neighbor over, and a couple of randoms from the hookah bar next door. Just drinking, getting high, listening to music and what not. I almost forgot I had promised Viki days ago that I would go day drinking with her. So, when seven o'clock rolled around I took the bus to Harlow's to enjoy a massive breakfast while I read the paper. After I got back, I fucked around for a bit, and got in a much needed nap. Noon comes and Viki's ringing me up... time to go. Once we leave we head over to the Rogue on the Scottsdale border. Now if you're going to do some serious day drinking, this is the place to go. A dirty little hole in the wall, with a great jukebox, and a bar full of alcoholics just drinking the day away. By the time we had got there I was still tired, so I had a nice shot of So-Co with my first beer; a nice little combo that usually wakes me right up. After that, we're onto whiskey; I mean fuck it, this is the kind of bar where drinking whiskey is exactly what you should be doing. We did this for a couple of hours, then drove back into Tempe because Viki did not want to get wasted and be too far from Apache. So we came back here, had a good laugh from that Fresh Pair of Panties song by Snoop, checked out Benny's pimping that he had described over the phone earlier, and then crossed the street to go to the 'The Bar'. While we were sitting there, having many more drinks, we realized it was time to head over to Margarita Rocks happy hour, dollar beers and free buffet, it needed to be done. We hop the the bus outside the bar, and in ten minutes we're there. Free dinner, there's nothing like it, and then vodka tonic for desert. We go, get back here, have plans for the rest of the night, but it never materializes. Back at my place we're taking shots, listening to the Cure, and just generally fucking around. Jim and Ricky come through, hang for a bit and go to the bar. Somewhere around now is where I was going in full swing and then.... blank. Wake to Jim in the kitchen. He tells me he got home from the bar to find my door wide open. Viki's passed out next door, and I'm in bed. Then Maribel stops by while I'm passed out. Jim says she went into my room, while he went downstairs. When he came back up, she was writing me a note that says she'd be back tomorrow. Now that I'm up, I feel 100% percent, got a burrito, Samir came by, went out for some smokes, and now the bartender from earlier at margarita rocks is coming over.... so that's in like two minutes.... gotta go...