I wasn't planning on going out last night, but after having a few martinis at PF Changs to celebrate Dennis' new job with Jackie and Leighton, I decided to seize the evening. So Leighton and I went to Another Round, had more drinks and a jager bomb. Next thing I know, I'm waking up this morning, with my clothes from last night still on, to a Tulsa police officer knocking on my door. Next thought: "shit! what the hell did I do last night?" He politely asks me my name and tells me that they received a phone call from my mom hysterically worried about me. After he left, I looked at my phone...18 missed calls. I looked at my computer...emails from mom.
I called her and calmed her down. I honestly don't know how the phone didn't wake me up, it was right next to me and I always wake up to phone calls. Oh well, I gave my mom some of my friends' phone numbers so that if it happens again, she can call one of them, not the police. But last night was a lot of fun and it was great hanging out with Leighton, who I hadn't seen in 6 years.
Oh and I'm so sad that I'm missing Midget Wrestling at the Wild Horse Saloon tonight :( Boo.
Here's Leighton and I last time I saw him: My debutant ball.
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