so drunk.

and yet, somehow, even with that 11th hour pack of smokes i bought, i managed not to overdraw myself & even ended up with $3 to my name.

ditched three separate sets of people in my errant drunkenness. told 'em i was just going outside to smoke a butt, when in reality i was actually leaving without saying goodbye.

what'd we used to call that?

oh, right:

ghosting.