drunken thoughts

well, first of all i'm really glad i didn't try to drive home tonight...because if i had, i might not have made it...but at least i realized how drunk i was before i left the bar...when i told some random guy my entire life story before i left...well, that's not entirely accurate...but i told him the gist of the bad stuff that's happened to me in the past few years as i was trying to leave...he thought i was trying to hide my purse from him when i was just trying to pick it up to leave...i was putting my lighter and my phone in it and he said...i'm not gonna steal ur purse...and i was like i didn't think that i was just trying ot leave...and he said well u got all weird about it...i thought u thought i was gonna steal ur pruse...no i said..i was just leaving...i needed to pack my things back into it...well u seemed all werid he said...well i have been raped twice and had somthing put in my dingk...so if i am a little wieird at bars that's why...and i really wanted to type more but this computer is fucking pissing me off because it can't keep up with how fast i type...in fact i have no idea what i'm typing until about amin after i've typed it...so fuck this...i'm giving up...cuz i'm about to punch a whole thru somebody else's computer...for no reason other than it can't keep up with me...