If last Monday's shenanigans didn't give me enough of a reason to never drink again, certainly I have learned my lesson after last night's shenanigans.
We went to a bar, after having downed a few alcoholic beverages. I desperately wanted to go to the beach and decided that a) the bartender could tell me how to get there and b) I needed to walk into his kitchen in order to get him to tell me where the beach was. Finally I got the answer I was looking for and in my excitement I left my purse, which then got stolen. However I didn't realize this until after I walked past Yale and pressed the police alarm sending police cars wailing down the street. Not until after we drove for an hour in my car, running red lights, trying to find the beach did I realize my purse was missing. No, it was only when we got back to the apartment that I realized it was gone. My car purse, the one I got in Notting Hill, England.
This misfortune which shortly followed the "got paid 15 dollars for participating in a study and then got a 15 dollar ticket for parking while participating in the study" just sums up my life. My unfortunate life. This kind of thing just doesn't stop happening to me.
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