drinking while my two friends were over and then blaming one of them for stealing my cell phone charger. turned out, he never took it. it was in my house the whole time. swore up & down it was jacked/stolen. texted him and asked if he had taken my charger. he texted me back and said, "did you look under the bed? under the couch?" i texted him back and told him i did. i looked several times. didn't see it there. how it ended up on my bed, under my comforter, in the bed with me, i will NEVER know. how my covers got turned back when i KNOW i had made my bed that day, i will never know either. all i remember is that i was under my covers and i pulled the comforter/bedspread down and my hand felt what seemed to be like my cell phone charger. i grabbed it and sure enough, it was. i said to myself, "WTF?!" i apologized to my friend, by texting him and saying 'sorry. he is now ignoring me. i will never know how i missed my cell phone charger being on my bed. i think i had WAY too much to drink. that, or im going crazy.
alcohol, paranoim, having my friend mad at me, delusional thinking
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