is it too late to heal?

im soooooo sleeeeeeeeeepy. its 10:44 on my computer clock, which is usually a wee bit fast. i have been awake since the 9ish region of the day. i do not know why. i closed the bar last night, which was ok. i was supposed to work in 2, which i did, but then derek suggested i ask antonio to close for him in 3 so as we could get drinks after work. so i did. after our shift we went to this mcsorleys place. had two coronas and two shots of jager. i couldnt get the bathroom door to work so we left to go to the playwright, but they were closed at 230. fuckers. so we went to the collins bar. two more coronas. then i started to feel icky, and i knew if i continued to drink i would be sorry, so i said that it was my last beer and he agreed. we wanted to smoke a cigarette before catching a cab, so we were sitting on the ground on like 47th St, and we kissed like once, and not even like making out kissing, just regular and these frat boy looking boys across the street were like "get a room!" which was annoying. then like 5 seconds later this guy comes over and starts talking to us. he was way drunk and way happy. he started telling us about how his baby mom doesnt drink but he has to do his thing he was like "i drink, i have to come out. you dont drink, thats yr priority, you can stay home. i get home before the sun and i take my kids to school. i do my duty!" and he was like jumping all over the place, showing us pictures of his kids (who derek didnt even think were real, he really thought they were like cut out of a magazine) and his sunglasses kept falling down and he kept putting them back on his head, and then he was like "you two need to cherish what you have. cos thats love right there." we were hysterical the whole time. i thought it was funny that it was the second time in one week that people suggested we made a good couple. also, this girl was walking down 8th ave with her ass crack completely exposed and the drunk guy was like "crack aint legal, but thats some crack!!!" anyway, we got in a cab, made out a bunch, came back here. he took a shower. went to bed at like 415. i think we fell asleep at like 530 or so. i slept fine till i woke up at 9ish, when i couldnt fall back asleep. i didnt wanna disturb him but i had to pee. so i got up and he stayed sleeping. i came back and i was laying there and like 15 mins later hes like "what the hell?!" but he was just talking in his sleep. which was funny. apparently he does that all the time. anyway my alarm went off at like 10:08 and he totally couldnt wake up. i feel bad bc he has a meeting of sorts at 1, and then work at 4, and now hes probably gonna be all tired. which probably isnt necessarily a bad thing, bc i probably shouldnt drink again tonight. i think i used "probably" entirely too many times in the last 45 seconds. probably. ahahahaha.

anyway. im going to go back to my bed now, bc i would really like to sleep some more.. we shall see.....