But apparently I'm allowed to have enough fun for the whole year in a 4-day package deal....
So many tried to use my liver as a killing method! Thursday wasn't too bad, but Friday and Saturday? H-I-Larious!
Friday, I spent $5 and went home with what I can assume was a .20 BAC. Friends later told me that I looked about ready to do the Stumble-of-Shame. I woke up the next noon, propped against the wall, beer in one hand, cell phone in the other (ready to dial my gf,) one boot off and that foot on the floor, shorts around my knees and I had absolutely NO clue where I was for about a minute. Mind you the boot I had taken off was stuck in the shorts leg.... yeah...
Saturday was a little more timid. I spent most of the day recuperating at a coffee place. I got my tattoo finished on my forehead! Then, I went back to the club and proceeded to drink the night through, while working. I had to play the responsible one, and sent my gf home... I felt bad. We were both ready to go at it in a parking lot, for chrissake! Why would I tell her to go home? (This especially after she took me to dinner and drinks on the actual bday, and then we made each other forget exactly whose bday it was for a few hours... hehehehehehe *stupid-face*)
Anyway... I'm now at a lounge somewhere other than my home... drinking a nifty caffeinated bevvie and getting ready to finish this pair of gloves... I have a couple gifts, and plenty of happy ppl. Life... Good times...
-Arthur
