What Happened?.....

Dang...don't ever walk around SF drunk by yourself. Last night I did. And I was jumped. I didn't even know where the dude(s) came from. I couldn't even see him(s). All I know is I lost one of my favorite Goorin hats, I have a messed up jaw, my right side of my lips are fat, I have a cut near my right clavicle, I have scrapes on my left forearm and right knee, I couldn't even defend myself, because I was so drunk and disoriented, even as I type this I am still a bit dizzy and in shock, I walked away or slightly speed walked away to a group of people, that only asked if I was ok, but really were trying to get as far away from me as possible, obviously they saw what happened, but were probably scared themselves. I definitely am in pain right now. but I'm glad I didn't lose anything else. As much as I wish I was able to fight back, I'm glad doode didn't have a weapon on him(s) or something of that matter. I was so in shock last night, when I finally ran into my friends, all I wanted to do was go home, I didn't want to search for my hat, I didn't even want to walk anymore. I cried last night in the arms of a friend, so upset that I couldn't do anything and how I wish I was not drunk. alcohol sucks. that doode(s) sucks. what a horrible way to end a night.