A Shot in the Dark

What the fuck? Where the fuck am I? What the fuck happened? What day of the week is it? It says Tuesday, February 14, 2012... but that cant be right. I woke up sleeping in my range rover this morning, parked in my Boston apartment's lot. I had to ask my self all of these typically basic questions, but this time there was nothin, no answer, not even the faintest idea, not even a shot in the dark. I went on vacation a while ago, and now I'm coming too from some crazy vacation high... not again. I gotta figure out what happened. I opened up my pockets took out my phone and wallet, I looked for my keys, they were still in the ignition. I felt in my pockets again, uh oh, this time I felt out some plastic baggies. One was obviously some weed left over, nothing too major. The next one I pulled out had white powder residue all over it, clearly some blow. The final bag in my pocket was filled with a mixture of pills, some of 'em got superman logos on them, rolls. The other ones were capsules, probably perks. Oh boy sterling, what the fuck did you get into this time.

I popped open my trunk to see if there was anything else I should know about on me. I walked around back flipped it open, and of course there was. Sitting, like it had been thrown there, in the middle of my trunk was one of my guns, a glock, still loaded but more importantly two rounds were missing. It looks like the old sterling and maybe some of his old friends may have made an appearance this vacation. I need to find out what the fuck happened. I need to charge my phone and make some calls, Ill let you know whats going on shortly.