irresponsible irresponsibility

the justification went like this: i've been doing a lot of responsible things lately and taking charge of my life. doing things that dump me into the category of "adult" more than any other, which needs to be outweighed by some childish, immature act.

it was a joke, though. clearly, knowing for over a year what i wanted permanently inked into my skin and carrying around the cut-out photocopy for weeks substantiated that i was preparing for what some might call this "irresponsible act" with a great deal of responsibility.

so that happened friday, and was followed by binge drinking, getting home at 4am, waking up at noon, and a monster headache. at 2pm, still in pajamas, my roommate and i were talking about our friday nights. her boyfriend had lost his phone, which launched us into a conversation about lost wallets and phones during drunk nights out. i explained how i was shocked that in a big city like chicago everyone i've known has recovered their lost wallet and/or phone. somewhere in the back of my mind i can guarantee some smug asshole comment was brewing: yes, but i've never lost my wallet or phone. never even had it stolen--not in all these years, not even in all my travels.

well karma's a bitch because now here i sit researching the steps for getting an illinois driver's license, hoping that the bar will call me back and say they've found my wallet that i discovered was missing when i tried to pay for my cab at 4:45 this morning, or that some benevolent stranger will fill my facebook inbox with a message of great clarity.

looks like i finally managed my irresponsibility.