Drunken Friday

School's back in session!!! I'll try to be good about this this time around.

Friday I was feeling frisky. I got the bar around 6:15 (yes, I was chauffeur but I found parking in my new, always available secret place). Ryan, Mike, Brian and I ordered 3 orders of wings (thank goodness I split an order). Brian called his friends, and Ryan called Katie (she's one of the people I went to the 21st birthday with). Megan (Katie's best friend who works at the bar and also went to the party) was already there.

I don't know what it was, but 1.00 Miller High Lifes were going down like water, and I'm not a big Miller High Life Fan. So, a few other guys and Katie showed up and we drank and watched the O's and drank some more. Then Katie decided that our table was awesome and we should play quarters. Of course, the one game that I am NOT good at. I really am NOT good at quarters. So you all know what that means...I was drinking a lot of Miller High Life. Can you believe we actually played quarters at the bar? The bartender, who is a jerk, made us stop after a while though saying that customers complained. No one even noticed us. Oh, except for the time I yelled for Megan to bring us another pitcher. Other than that, we were quiet as field mice.

We eventually left (maybe around 10), and went to go meet up with one of my old coworkers who was in the neighborhood. He wasn't at the bar when we got there, but I made friends with the bouncers inside and out. I love talking to everyone on my time. hee hee. You don't talk to me, I'll talk to you. That's really how I am. So, we left the bar, and headed back to pick up Mike and Katie, who were meeting us back at Katie's house.

We picked them up and headed to this bar where Katie's friend was having a birthday party. Ok, first of all, there was a 10 dollar cover. I hate paying cover, but I was with the group, so I went along. I had to go to another bar down the street to get cash (Katie went with me), and when we get to the door, the dude was like 'we don't allow tennis shoes.' I was wearing tennis shoes. I looked at him and was like 'oh.' We just stood there staring at the dude. hee hee. Thank goodness Katie is a hottie, because the guy said 'Well, I'll let you in this time.' I said 'Thanks, here's your 10 bucks.' The bar sucked. It was too fancy for its own good, didn't serve beer, and I ended up getting a Tom Collins that tasted like ass. hee hee. It wasn't that bad, but I really didn't feel like drinking anything but beer. Her friends were pretty dorky too. One guy was um..basically an assistant at Lenscrafters, and had the nerve to tell me all about MY eyes. I was like 'Dude, I get it. I should take my contacts out. Ok.' The worst part was that I was wearing my glasses. Maybe he wanted to keep talking to me or something. Wait..the really worst part was his name was Bert. HA!!HA!! Loo-hoo-ser.

Ryan knew two of the guys (Bert and Jason) that were there for the party, and then Ryan wanted to start dancing. He was dancing so fast, I thought I was going to yak, so I had to stop dancing. hee hee. That was funny. Eventually, we left, and took a cab back to Ryan's house. Mike and Katie ended up hooking up. It's funny because Mike never takes his keys with him when Ryan is around. It's like Ryan is his dad. So at 7am, Mike calls my phone and is like 'Can you let me in?' I totally teased him about Katie making him do the walk of shame, and I went downstairs in a tshirt only to let him in, and ran back upstairs. (HOW LONG IS THIS POST??).

So after our drunken night (I think that was all that happened), I made it back safely to Ryan's house, and felt horrible the rest of the weekend. I ran some errands on Saturday, and chilled out. Sunday I went to church, cooked pasta for lunch, and watched "The Green Mile." It's such a good movie.

I can't hang like I used to, but it was fun letting it all hang out and not being DD for once.