obligatory drunk post

i used to be the queen of drunk dialing. today, not so much. although i kinda felt like calling an old friend who lives in LA to tell him how much i miss him. MANHO WHERE ARE YOU?

am i gonna puke? i doubt it.

my mother is in town, which has been fun and emotionally draining all in one.

i randomly ran into an old friend from Puerto Rico tonight, a guy i used to love. He doesn't like in New York, was just visiting, but happened to be at the same bar I was at. It was so comforting and special to see someone else, another one of those people, who have known me forever and remember me from back when I was a person. "You look so different" he said. I am different, i felt like saying.

Anyway, it's late, and I have early breakfast with my mom in, oh, i don't know, 5 hours? HELLO INSOMNIA

PS. dear dude who i used to love who is now fucking that girl i used to be friends with,
that's just gross, and thanks for doing it in my fucking face.
glad we're over, and that she gets to deal with your messy ass,
love,
cristina