11:00 a.m. - September 14, 2003
Remorse
The preceding entry is locked away.
Kind of embarrassed in a don't-be-silly way, but ashamed because it seems I have no backbone. I was stupid to have drank, stupid to think I could match him drink for drink when he's physically bigger than I.
I just woke up 15 minutes ago. I've wasted the morning. I drank too much, I hooked up with a relative stranger, all for the price of dinner at Olive Garden.
I don't want to write about it. I'm feeling pretty bad.
