just sucks

H-Bomb and I were drinking Jagermeister at the Red Lion last night. The bartender, Mona, threatened to cut me off several times. I woke up not remembering coming home. Fortunately, I live within a mile of the Red Lion. H-Bomb, however, doesn't. He blew a .17 in the breathalizer after making it all the way to within a couple of blocks from his house in Van Nuys. The cop, who I'm sure makes it a routine to sit and wait for likely drunken drivers-- people who've done nothing wrong and hurt nobody-- said that H-Bomb swerved. Now he's gonna have to deal with the grinding realities of judicial morality, AA and all. What a horrible fucking drag.