Was I Bad?

Left Job #1 early yesterday, hurting and miserable. Came to Job #2 yesterday evening for only 1 hour, that's all I could stand. I was hurting so bad--my muscle aches were around a 7.5 on the 1-10 pain scale. Went home, lay on the couch, and STAYED THERE all night, 'til this a.m. Today my pain is around a 4, so that's definitely improvement. I called into Job #1 obviously, just to make sure I could have another day of recovery and I am glad to do so, seeing as how I have over 6 weeks paid sick leave stored up at Job #1.

But then I was checking Facebook and this guitar player I know said he had a bunch of booze and nowhere to go, so would I like to get drunk w/him today? Would I! Although I knew instinctively I shouldn't be drinking too much I invited him over. He brought a bunch of Sangria and we commenced w/drinking. He totally hit on me several times but I remained loyal to my wonderful beloved Stefano--however I did let guitar player kiss my neck a few times. I can't help it, I LOVE having my neck kissed/sucked!!! I also danced w/him and let him put my new stereo system in the cabinet. But while he kept trying to get me to kiss him I refused. I said I wanted us to be pals, friends, buddies, and he agreed that's what he wanted too. I said I wanted to go out to lunch w/him, so we'll see if that transpires or not. I hope so, I need some more good pals in my life.

I should be feeling ready to go back to work tomorrow. I finished reading 1 book today and now can start on another. Hell's bells, I love to fucking read. I'm just glad I'm feeling better finally. I hate to feel like I'm not on top of my game.