'Cause i'm leavin on a jet plane
Don't know if i'll be back again
I was kind of intrigued that Max wouldn't unglue his eyes from the TV. So I decided heck I'll see what they are talking about.
"…in other news today Alex Ovechkin will be heading back to Russia to play in the Russian Superleague. He hasn't released an official reason, but sources say that the NHL may have banned him for his dirty play."
"Look at that Flower, things are already looking better. You know you hate him as much as I do." I thought about it for a second, maybe things were looking up for me.
"Maybe today won't be as bad as I thought it was gonna be, and who knows maybe life in Russia will be horrible for Ovechkin. At least Geno and Sid won't have to deal with him anymore."
"Now all we need to do is put Brodeur in the zoo and all life will be good."
"Man that's so harsh." I moved my hand and I winced at the movement.
"What the hell did you do?" He motioned towards the fresh hole in the wall and I nodded. "That sucks. Do you think it is broke?"
"I don't think so; I can still move it and all. Let's just go I want some food. Maybe, some alcohol there and then after I feel like making today a waste of life."
"Glad I volunteered to drive. Thanks!"
"Hey, how many times have I driven your drunken ass around? Anyway after lunch we can grab some stuff from the Wine & Spirits store and come back here and both get drunk." I thought for a second tapping my chin. "A bonfire sounds really good tonight don't you think so?"
"We'll see. We'll see, let's just go."
We got in his car and took off towards the Olive Garden in Green Tree. When we got there who was there but Sid, Geno, Gronk, Gods, Billy G and Rupp. I looked at Max and he pushed me towards the table.
"Hey man heard what happened last night I'm sorry." Sid was the first one to speak. He's a good guy but I was not in the mood to talk. So I nodded politely to him as to thank him for his concern, all I wanted at this moment was a nice trip away from reality and having all these guys around me was the farthest thing from that.
The waitress was at our table. "I'll have a double vodka and a water…no make that a double vodka and a glass of wine….house cabernet sounds good"
"No problem and for the rest of yinz?" She asked politely I was pretty sure at this point she thought I was an alcoholic but I really didn't care. All the other guys ordered. Geno joined me with a shot of vodka; the rest of them got water. They were all staring at me, I'm pretty sure they were worried I'm surprised I didn't get any comments about my hand yet. I knew it was only a matter of time though I wanted out of here, but since that wasn't going to happen I was going to try my damndest to forget it. We ate lunch together; I was going between the vodka and wine, I think in total I had 3 doubles of vodka and 4 no 5 glasses of wine. Needless to say I was feeling pretty damn good. I walked out running into the door and apologizing to it, I think.
Max and I got to the hardware store I was sitting in the passenger side singing 'I'm a little teapot'. Max went in for me he suggested it'd be better if I stayed in the car. He came back I had switched his radio to KISS and was now singing Lady Gaga at the top of my lungs.
"Hey man are you sure you still want to stop at the Wine & Spirits?" He asked hesitantly I could tell he was worried about me.
"Don't you wanna get drunk tonight too?" I was slurring each word together as I spoke them.
"I'm thinking maybe I need to watch over you." This statement threw me off guard. Was I really that bad?
"I'm fine. Aren't you my best friend, why don't you want to get drunk with me?"
"I would but not through emotional drinking it's not healthy for you. Why don't we go back to your place and just chill and watch some TV." I did still have a fully stocked wine cabinet so I figured I would 'sober up' and get him to drink with me eventually.
As we were on the way back to my house I had a lot to think about. I was slowly starting to get over her, and that felt good, but there was something else bothering me. We finally got back to my house. I was working on 'sobering up' the entire trip back. I got out of the car and the ground came up really fast. Max was then pulling me up off the ground. Good job I did at sobering up huh? We went in, Max set me on the couch, Lilly immediately started to lick my hand and face which was now scraped up. Max brought in an ice pack and put it on my face.
"Hey man I'm sorry you know I'm not normally like this. I don't know what got into me." I said to max then placed the ice pack on my face, it felt good.
"Hey you've been there for me. I can't say I blame you either" At this my response was a grunt. "Alright why don't you take a nap? I'm gonna grab a beer and fix this hole in your wall."
"Help yourself. Don't let me sleep too long I still want to have that bonfire." Then the next sight was the back of my eyelids. I woke up and it was 8 at night, I went to the back door and Max was making a bonfire circle. I looked at the recycle bin there had to be at least 8 beer bottles in there and at least another 3 in my yard empty. At this point I was pretty sober, with a massive headache to go with it. I was thinking that max was probably a little toasted. I walked out into the yard as I was walking out the door Lilly rushed through my feet and beat me out. Bouli was just sitting on the window seal probably thinking 'You were the one who got a dog' I could see it in her eyes.
"HEY I started on the bonfire!!!!! Now what are you planning on burning?" He was toasted. Very toasted, and he had another fresh 6-pack sitting at his side ready to be drank.
"All her clothes and pictures." I walked in heading straight upstairs. I went to the balcony that overlooked the yard and just started heaving stuff outside. Max started to put it in the fire pit and throwing lighter fluid on it. When it was all finally down there I came down and he handed me a match. I lit it and threw it on all her shit. This made me just want to cry more, I held it back. When the fire finally died down Max and I both headed in the house. He was well toasted at this point and he passed out on the couch.
I walked upstairs, today had been extremely draining. I needed something else, something new, it was July I had time before the regular season started back up.
"Hello Airtran…."
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