Ever have one of those mornings where the birds are chirping and the sun is rising majestically over the buildings?... And then you realize you have NO idea where the F you are?

Then the last night, or at least vague images and sensations from the last night, come dripping into your conciousness slowly but steadily until you STILL have no idea where you are but you've developed a deep seated feeling of shame and disgust for yourself?

For me, this morning is one of those mornings. >.<

Still woke up alone though.

Not sure if that's good or bad but it sure feels bad at this point. At least I don't have any new baby mommas. Fuck that.

/end early morning bitching/