better than sleeping in my bed

oh my. this morning I was an hour late for work. I got in by ten.
bout 5 hours earlier I was wandering the street of fucking nowhere, cus I fell asleep on the bus.
and a couple of hours before that I stood by the bar, singing there is a light that never goes out waaay too loud (not all by myself I though!)
and two hours or so before that I finished my first bottle of wine. or was it my second?
oh, what the fuck. last night could have been a lot more boring.
I could have been sleeping.
at home.
and get up in time for work.