I bet he's just thrilled....BahahAHAHAHAHAHAahahaha! *cough*
Anyway. Some things have happened. Mainly, me getting my fickle muse back off and on, but never long enough to do anything productive. Also, drunk walk to Cub Foods. Of which I don't remember!
Let me explain...
Don't get me wrong, I am not an alcoholic or anything, but I do like to indulge every once in a while. My boyfriend and his roommates have a "Friday Night Beer Pong" party, well, EVERY DAMN FRIDAY. Which can get old, especially when one has to work the next day, which usually happens EVERY DAMN SATURDAY. But this last weekend, I very much did not have to work the next day. Oh ho ho....
Some key points of that evening:
1. I indulged in copious amounts of UV Grape Vodka with Black Cherry soda. Very quickly.
2. I won 4 games of beer pong in a row with boyfriend, and yes, we play with mixed drinks, him and I. I very much dislike beer.
3. After 4 games and becoming quite drunk, I became the champion of the house by making a drunken behind-the-back shot into the LAST CUP. Nothing but liquid. A swish, if you will. An amazing feat. We won because of it, mind you. *pops collar*
4. Someone decided they needed smokes, and boyfriend wanted food.
5. We walk to Cub Foods, about a mile away. I don't remember any of this. Nothing. This is a black void to me. I apparently asked my friend Camila to give me a hickey in the middle of Cub, and then a "Aww, why not. Gimme a matching one on the other side!!" hickey to go with it.
And apparently on the walk back, I kept throwing my sandals in a game I now call, "THROW IT HARDER, CAMILA, I BEAT YOU."
Anyway...The rest of the weekend went by in a blur of awesome. I also took this...
Yay, fireworks!

I remember some things I said while drunk that made profound sense at the time. I also recall that alcohol and family gatherings are how I got my "ninja scar."
ReplyDelete...I avoid copious amounts of alcohol now. *lol*
... *throws a shoe*