The Hangover 2: Electric Boogaloo

So I got off at work yesterday at 3:30 instead of the usual 4:30, so I offered to buy Adrian a drink before heading home. We sat down, ordered our drinks, and were just hanging out. I remember ordering a second beer. And then I woke up in a hospital, wearing my jeans with a gown and with an IV. I found a bag with my clothes in, and searched for my phone. It wasn't there, but I had Adrian's phone, which told me it was just past 11:00. I passed out again, and vaguely remember trying to remove the gown while they were taking the IV out. A woman came and asked me questions that I had no answer for. After a couple of minutes, she asked if I'd seen the movie The Hangover. "Yeah," I replied, "I was just thinking, this is a lot like that. Except... not really funny."

I couldn't call Jenny without my phone, and they offered to get me a taxi. I asked if I would be charged for it, and then it occurred to me to ask... "Where am I?" I was in Bellevue. I was really confused--I knew Adrian would have looked after me, and I knew Josh (the bartender) would have looked after him. So how had I wound up in a hospital in another town, with six hours missing?

I went outside for a moment to wait for the cab, but got chilled--my bag-o-clothes had not contained my flannel shirt--so I went inside the lobby to wait. Something on the wall got my attention... I think it was some art piece made of broken glass. I looked down from there, and there was my flannel shirt on the floor. Had I dropped it there earlier, looking at the same art piece? So many questions should have come to mind to ask (how did I get here? where was I found? where was Adrian? what the hell did Josh give us?), but they didn't.

With Lou Reed's "Perfect Day" stuck in my head, I slept in the cab on the way home (how did he know where I live?) and Jenny and Lisha were waiting worriedly when I walked in. I brushed my teeth and we went to bed, and I fell asleep knowing that I could call Adrian at work in the morning and everything would come to make sense.

I woke up around five, still drunk (what the hell did Josh give us?). With the bedroom spinning and tilting, I decided to lay in the bathroom for a bit. (I started to read The Return of the Sorceror by Ashton Clark--it's very, very good.) I woke up at seven and called out from work. At eleven I drove Jenny to work so she didn't have to worry about parking. No longer drunk, I just felt like hell--panicked, extremely freaked out, and sore all over. I stopped by the mall, where I looked for a cheap game to play as I spent the day on the couch. I got home and called B&N and asked for Adrian.

"Hey man, I just wanted to make sure you made it to work all right."
"Yeah, I'm here, but I'm leaving. I can't work. I'm... I'm freaking out. So you looked out for me last night?"
"...What?"
"I woke up in the hospital, man!"
"Me too! I don't even remember leaving Cucina Cucina."
"Me either, man! But apparrently we came back to work. I got my stuff out of my locker. We must have passed out in the street, then. They told me they picked me up on 12th. Josh must have served us poison. I've got your book, but I lost my phone."
"I've got your phone--I'm talking to you on your phone, because I lost my phone! I woke up in the hospital and it was in my pocket."
"Well I'm going to go home. I'm going to come in tomorrow and finish today's shipment. I'm just really freaking out."

So other than the fact that we were picked up on 12th Street, and that I very probably embarrassed myself at work, I still have no idea what happened last night.

[2/7/2010 16:23 update]
---At work, Nicki told me we came through, probably about 19:00 (best guess) and seemed tipsy, but fine. Said we were in & out in just a couple of minutes.
---At the restaurant, Josh said we seemed fine when we left. Nobody was with us, and we hadn't talked with anybody but him while we were there. He recalled we'd had two large beers each, and he'd served us three shots of whiskey, one of them 100 proof.
---According to the hospital, my blood/alcohol content was 0.221. There was no evidence of drugs. I was brought in by ambulance at approximately 19:30.