Today's Trial

Today is going to be a rough one.

Last night we celebrated Kris's birthday.

Last night we drank the hockey pool.

Last night I was drunk by 10:16.

Today, I face the jury.

We went to the Shout, like we always do on Wednesdays. I took today off so I could tear it up for Kris's birthday. I did.

When I won our NCAA hockey pool, I declared that since it was a fluke (I don't know ANYthing about college hockey) I would use the prize money and buy a ton of beer at Kris's birthday. It was 20 beers over 3 small tables, it was a pretty funny sight. Then we drank them.

And the pop-rock shots. Holy hell. $2 a shot. I bought......a lot of them.

Ugh.

I drank too much. Sometime before midnight, I flipped out. I don't remember a lot. It was over a beer. A $1 beer. I think Mattie's sister took it from me, all I know is Joel tried to explain it to me, but I wouldn't have it.

I left.

Over a $1 beer.

One of my last memories of the night was sending Joel a text message, trying to be a dick. I bet it worked.

I walked home from downtown. It was a hike.

The rest of the night is not important. It's today that concerns me. Today, I must stand up to my transgressions. Today, I will fall victim to the circle of truth.

It's a natural phenomena that occurs when all the guys are in the hot tub at Kris's place. We talk about everything and anything, openly and honestly.

It's always been a source of great amusement to me, because there's never been anything to say about me.

Today, though, is different. I'm going to be crucified. I'll find out what I texted Joel. We all will. We'll discuss the fact that I flipped out over a $1 beer. And that I said some terrible things about Mattie's sister (I think). It's going to be humiliating. We'll talk about how I always run away when I drink.

Sigh.

It's going to be brutal, I kind of wish I could just lie in bed all day. But I can't, I have done wrong by my friends, and must accept my punishment.

To the circle.