Black out

Holy shit, I have no idea how I got home last night. No recollections whatsoever. Tia and I went out for dinner then we went to a club and hung out with her boy Sal. I had 3 drinks I think. That's my max. But I also had a part of a loaded cookie. I had to scram to make it to bart before midnight. And then when I was back east I remember texting Mark to come pick me up and take me home. I remember getting into his truck.... and then I remember waking up and telling the client I had food poisoning and not coming in.

So I just called Mark and asked him what happened. How did I get in? I don't have my keys. Looks like Bette buzzed me in. I can't recall that at all. Oh my lord. First time ever. I hope it doesn't happen again. Its weird. Kinda scary.