I'm supposed to work from home for weeks, but this morning, my boss called me asked to join him at office for a meeting. I was still in bed but trully high and drunk, so I just take some sips of booze and all the cocain I needed to feel better... in fact, a few too much cocaine, I had to ask a friend if I didn't look too high.
so as soon as the meeting had been over, I jumped out of the room and ran to my car, even before to start engine, I chugged the half of a vodka bottle in one time. Wait few seconds to feel it act, and left place, drinking the rest on the way to creche to pick up my daughter, as soon I got out of the car, I felt a a great disturbe in my balance, so I snort all the cocaine it left me to not stagger in front her keeper.
my trhoat was so dry that it was hard for me to speak to her, I take my daughter with my shaking hands and go back to my car. I drove to a shop to buy a beer pack and anotjer vodaka bottle. This time I ws staggering very well, as soon in car, I chugged two beers, and as my daughter was hungry, I milked her while I was drinking vodka and taking xanax to compenssate the excess of cocaine.
may be too much xanax because quickly, it's going difficult to guide bottle to my lips, so to not pass out there, I drove fast home, but still my dry mouth and trhoat and it was harder to drink after each sip.
I don't know how many times I had my eyes rolling back and my head felt down on the way, but it was hard to maintain me awake, I was fighting against passing out, and each startles I took big swallows to give me strenght with the help of my daughter.
we finally arrived at home but I was plastered and I passed out in car in front of our home
when I woke up, I walked as I could, still high on cocaine and more on xanax. I tried to be wise by drinking (nearly chugging) the rest of the beers, but as soon they were over, I finished the vodka and was my second pass out.
I woke up on my chair, lay on my desk, with a terrible hangover, it was hard to raise my head and to move, my pant was wet and I couldn't focus my pc, vision was to blurred to read. So in place on working, I drank to feel better, until I noticed the sky was dark, that means it was clearly time to go pick up my son at school, so, I tried to take more cocaine, but it was hard to follow the lines, a better reason to pick up my son as soon as possible to ask him to help me.
I drank again, but I don't know of much and I crossed the house, staggering from wall to wall, bottle in the hand. Once in my car I realized I wasn't able to see longer that my car hood, good reason to drink again to get some strenght. I don't know how I drove to school, I couldn't see the road.
My son was waiting me, and it's with a passionate slurr that I implored him to make me some lines. he did lots of them on my phone, but the straw in my nose and guided the phone during I was snorting as I could... Just in front of his school...
I could now keep my eyes open, but they were rolling hard and my head dodelling as hell. I was out of strenght, I wantted to drink but i wasn't able to raise the bottle over my breast. I was at new on the milit of passing out, and I felt that I was at new wetting my self. breath was short, at a moment, I tried to lean forward to grab my steering whel, but I felt on it and head violently hit it.
I heard the sweet vioce of my son asking "do you want some more powder, Mummy?", I wasn't able to talk so I just nodded. After somes, I suddenly felt a great heat in me, a knid of fire that was burning my face my skin, I cold feel my heart beating as hell in my throat, my eyes, my ears, my vagina...
my gesture were incoherent, but I was full of a great power, my eyes were as if they wanted to jumped out of my skull, and yes, at this moment I was horny as hell, I grabbed the bottle out of my son's hand, chugged again and drove to home at full speed, as ,previous time my eyes were rolling back and my head falling but just for fraction of second and at each time I woke up I drank at new, feeling the booze drowning my soul until we arrive near home and I chugged what left in the bottle. Perhaps a bad idea, because as soon it had been done, the bottle slipped out of my hand and head hurt the window. from sthe ohter hand I was trying to not release the wheel and I was screaming to my self to put my foot on the break but my body doesn't react, I was horny as hell, I was feeling the baby in my belly pushing of my full bladder and the fact she will be as wasted as me made me more horny again.
I finally arrived to push the break and hear the wheels screaming on a long way. I finished the travel with the car advancing at few meter per hour to end my hedge that finally stopped it. I may be had a short pass out on this part, because I think it's the edge that woke me up and my legs were more wet. My son helped me to get out of the car (I felt on the floor) and I crawled in to house to pass out a third time.
Now I woke up, still drunk and staggering, thinking that my car is still in the edge and I'll need it to go to party this night, I hope it will left it enough gazoil to go to the gaz station
