part of the conversation we didn't have last night because somehow somewhere i found some modicum of self-control (or maybe just passed out):
the phone- brrrriinng-brrringg-briiiingg
you- hello?
me- hi. i'm stoned.
you- [smiling while you talk] oh really?
me- yeah. i just wanted to thank you for that email.
you- you're welcome.
me- oh shit. it's really late, isn't it?
you - um, yeah.
me- shit, sorry. i should go
you- it's ok, as long as you only do this once every couple months.
me- so you know my 'objective assesment' was a load of crap as far as i'm concerned, right?
you- yeah, that was pretty clear.
me- you mean i didn't sell it well?
you- um. no.
me- shit. so what happens now?
And that's where I would have passed out.
And of course my end of the conversation would have been acres less coherent.