| me and the moon stayed up all night... |
[18 Mar 2009|10:12am] |
uhhhhhhhh... never again.
last night was ridiculous. actually, it was pretty normal and good until kate and jenny left. jill, starsha and i rolled into plums and that's when disaster struck. i distinctly remember (aside from lots of drinking) asking two random guys that starsha knew (because she knows everybody apparently) to be my fake boyfriends until darren showed up because there were three old - okay, middle aged - guys hitting on me. darren said later that after he showed up one of them let him know that he had kept me safe. har har.
so there was a lot of dancing and drinking and... and when darren, tim, and i decided to leave starsha intercepted and pulled me up onto the bar to dance with her. MISTAKE. we fell off. i'm surprised we didn't crush any bartenders. i remember a lot of "yeah, yeah, we're okay" and getting out of there as fast as i could.
jesus shit.
then we got home, smoked some hookah goodness, and did got knows what until finally collapsing into bed at 4:30 am. 7:30 came real fast and i woke up still drunk.
it's almost 10:30 and i continue to be drunk. why didn't i call in? silly. so i had a cheeseburger for breakfast and i'm trying to rehydrate, and i think i'm going to go sit in the steam room over my lunch break. maybe for the whole hour. probably not though.
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