|Current mood:|| crazy|
|Current music:||Dirty Deeds (done dirt cheap)|
Wow it's been a while
Sometimes I get so caught up in the happenings of everyday city life that I forget about things like my online journal. Oh well, I'm sure no one is completely heartbroken over it. But I decided to take a few minutes to relax and tell at least one VERY interesting story.
So if you know me I'm sure you know that my birthday is only a few days away. Point being that I am not even 21 but I find myself drinking just about every Friday and Saturday night. That doesn't even begin to describe last weekend. Let's just say Megan is way too generous when bartending and feeding us free drinks all night. So on Saturday night, about 4 or 5 appletinis into the night I didn't think that I was drunk. You know the feeling, when you are sitting at the bar and you feel perfect. So we drank a sprite and peach stoli and got up to leave soon after when I realized that I was wasted. That's right, completely inihilated. So Chrissy and I walk across the street to order a pizza because we are both starving and Josh was at home and hadn't eaten yet. After the 45 minute wait for the pizza we drove home (not sure how) and watched a movie and enjoyed 2 extremely large pieces of extra cheese goodness. I started to fall asleep on the couch so I got up and decided it was time to shower and go to bed. Well I made it upstairs and felt nauseous so I layed down planning on regaining my composure and hitting the shower. Well that didn't happen. I passed out until the next morning. What a treat that was. As soon as I woke up I knew at least vomited a little... but never once woke up to do it. So since my room smelled bad and I was still a little nauseous I went downstairs to lay on the couch and try to think about not throwing up again. My hair was still up and I was still dressed in the same clothes from the night before, and possibly still a little drunk! Well I heard my sister screaming at the dog, didn't know why but then she started yelling at me. She came down and told me the dog was in my room and wouldn't leave because she was trying to eat the pizza from last night (to clean it up a little because it was my puke!) I had no idea what the heck she was talking about because I thought there was just a tiny bit on my bed.... WELL I THOUGHT WRONG... this is the best part! So I went upstairs to see what the hell she was talking about and apparently at some point in the middle of the night (mind you I did not wake up once) I opened the drawer next to my bed and threw up the two pieces of pizza I ate... oh yes, and closed the drawer. No wonder why I had no idea what she was talking about, and my room smelled so bad. So yes, this is my STUPID drunk story for the month... I do not need to have anymore like it or even close to being like it. My body rejected both pieces of pizza I ate, that sucks!
Go ahead, poke fun, because I laughed about it for a week. And everyone that I've told gets a kick out of it too, so I hope you do!
Other than that craziness, all is well in Pittsburgh. I am always busy, always working and going to class. Then there's the gym, and of course shopping because how could you not shop when the Kenneth Cole and Urban Outfitters stores are right across from each other!
Jeananne and I threw an awesome party for Kristen's 28th birthday and got fun, crazy presents for her at the "adult toy store". Needless to say she loved them!
They are starting to recognize my face at Sing Sing... and it's not really legal for me to go there, oops!
Jeananne said that they recognize my boobs first, but I disagree because Saturday night was the first time I ever wore a shirt that low cut. And yes they are real and guys are pigs and I heard plenty of "wow"s and "holy shit"s... but like they say, if ya got it, flaunt it!
I've officially lost my train of thought because I am famished... gotta go eat!
p.s. Carl is my favorite piano player and he hugged me and kissed me on the cheek and took a picture with us, what a sweetheart!