Fuck. So I wasn't even going to go out last night, but I changed my mind and went out after work. Decent night at the bar, saw a few friends. Then that one girl called and texted me, she was at another bar and wanted to meet up but it was almost closing time. So I get a bunch of beers to go so we can drink back at my place, but then she stops texting back and disappears.
But then this other girl I met last night who looks almost exactly like my last ex-girlfriend invited me to come to an after party with her and a couple people. That's when we started doing some lines and kept drinking more and more. I got so fucked up. Last thing I remember we went to another party at some random house, I was there for awhile but then some random dude started freaking out and telling me to get the fuck out. I have no idea what I did, but I was in the black out zone so I'm sure I did something offensive.
I had to walk home at least a few miles and that's when I realized that I lost my phone. Stumbled around the block for a long time, searching through peoples yards and shit at like 5am but it was nowhere. When I woke up today it felt like a bad dream. Tracked it's location on find my iphone but no luck, but then searched for it again and it was right where the AT&T store is. Some kind soul found my shit and took it back there.
Dark fucking night, but at least I got my shit back.