“Hello?… Yes… Yes… Mhm… Yes… Ok.” Marina put the phone down. “That was the Police. They are bringing Jeremy home.”
Ha ha. I had a pretty intense weekend. I went to a fondue party (don’t worry, I stayed veggy), saw Knocked Up (a great movie)… and got so incredibly intoxicated that I randomly left my friends at a pub, walked six blocks to a bus stop, waited for a bus, sat down, [insert memory blank], and came to with police asking me questions. Flashing lights, two police cars, a paddy wagon… I had trouble forming logical sentences, but I manged to give them my phone and had them call my roommates (the ones that stayed home). The funny thing is, I was literally three houses away from my house. I have no idea how they got involved, but the po-po put me in the back of a police car, drove three houses up, and dropped me off. I was legitimately put into the back of a police car. Sweet!
Marina almost didn’t answer the phone. She chose my adventure that night because had she let it ring one more time, I would have been throwing up in the drunk tank.
Now I don’t want you thinking I’m an alcoholic: I didn’t drink that much. I just am an incredible light-weight. And, well, I started early in the afternoon.
Ha ha. Maybe I shouldn’t be writing this down. My mom reads this blog 
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What kind of friends lets a absolutely drunken wasted drunken man walk out of a bar alone?! Here’s a new adventure suggestion: Find new friends. Ha ha.
Ha ha. I think they thought I needed some air and assumed I was going to come back… but I just kept on walking. And I walk pretty darn fast
I would like to vouch for all of Jeremy’s friends, and especially those that were there that night, that we love him, in the completly normal, friendly, I actually know Jeremy kind of way. and it is because of misadventures like this one that we do love him so much. If I could go back in time and stop him from getting picked up from the cops, I wouldn’t. Because then he wouldn’t be who I love. and because then he wouldn’t be able to write about these adventures that I can so greatly read when I have grown bored of actually talking to him. In person. Because we’re friends.
Quite possibly your best blog entry yet.
Ha ha!
Don’t you worry. I’m sure I’ll continue to have epic adventures while I’m traveling the world
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