I did a very bad thing when I was very drunk last night. I got a call from my ex girlfriend from high school who I haven't seen in about 10 years.

To keep this simple she is really unhappy and getting divorced and I said some things that might make her show up at my door.

I do not want to take care of her or her fucking dog and I'm pretty sure she didn't know I was plastered.

I don't have her phone number (I could probably track it down though) so I can't just call her back today and admit what happened. I do kind of want to see her but there is no way I could deal with her for more than a few hours and if she comes to Toronto her presence would be unrelenting.

I hope she calls back today and that she was drunk and in love with the world as well last night.