so....

M and J are trying to get me to drink less, which is a good thing, so M tells me on thursday tat if i am good he'll give me some sumtin' sumtin' i've been wanting. my commute home was three times longer than usuall so i really needed a drink so we hoped into the merc. i was just planning on having, maybe, two cocktails. M wanted a little more. after dragging his drunk butt out of the bar we went home so i could cook dinner and get my "present". heh heh. made him some fried chicken, veggies and macaroni and cheese. he asked me where i wanted my "present", on the couch, in the bed, in the bathroom. my reply? ALL OF THE ABOVE! after dinner we watched a little tv and then he decided to passs out. damn!