I have just woke -up and I'm not sure where I am. My bag is here with my lap-top (thank you Jesus) but I am naked except my socks. I wandered down through the French quarter looking for a beer and from what I recall I found some place painted all red inside with a 3 for 1 special going on. I do know from this moment forward I will never drink Tequila again.
I am leaving today but I don't know what happened to me or where my truck is. I don't know how I got here or where "here" is. I'm going to find my damn clothes and go find my truck. I am so pissed at myself!
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