“I think I’m gonna puke. Should have skipped the coffee. I hope this bus quits bouncing so I can make it home before I throw up. Why do I do this to myself?
“Wish I had got more sleep. I’d feel better. Good thing I woke up early so I could sneak out before she woke up. Jeez, I can’t even remember her name. Can’t remember fucking either. We didn’t use a condom. Gotta shower. I hope I didn’t catch anything. Wonder if she’s on the pill? Christ, I wonder if I told her enough so she can find me?
“I’ve gotta get some sleep, but I’ve gotta find the car first. Where the hell did I leave it? I looked everywhere this morning, I think. But if it’s not in that neighborhood, where could it be? Last I remember, I was at JJ Foley’s with Frank. I’ll give him a call and see if he knows anything. I wonder if that’s where I met what’s-her-name?
“My head hurts. Damn, it’s bright this morning. Wish I had sunglasses. Ow! Another fucking pothole. If I hadn’t lost my car, I wouldn’t have to take this ride. Worst comes to worst, the city will tow it and send me a notice. If it’s not stolen, or smashed up. Shit. What’ll I do in the meantime?”
