well that escalated quickly.
sooooooooo let's talk about yesterday. at work i had an "eye opener" (shot of espresso+coffee), 2 coffees, and an ice cream... so i got to gordon's and was running on sugar rush of a lifetime. i started recklessly crashing from said hi at about 7, but got done with the cooler at about 8, so i figured we'd be out of there by 10. no such luck. i clocked out at 10:45, and me n lauren drove back home.
somewhere during work we decided that a short porch night was called for, because porch nights are pretty much what i live for over the summer. so we concurred on a nightcap... so one gin and tonic each. we got into some deep conversation, and decided that one more was necessary. about halfway through the second one, the giggles set in... and we sat on the porch with janell laughing our heads off at nothing in particular. (actually im pretty sure it was lauren's face that we were laughing at. bahahaha)
so ok, now it's 1 am and i'm like alright we gotta go to bed... so i go upstairs and brush my teeth, and lauren walks by and says... "omg it would be so fun to steal kim's clothes." and i thought, "omg the chance to destroy anything = my favorite pastime while drunk" soooo we jump on into kims closet, start throwing the clothes around... put on her camo. we decided we were on a stealth mission (shhh she can't see us if we're in camo!), and went into janells room to go swimming in her dirty clothes. then i'm pretty sure the sheets got ripped off the bed, the dirty laundry was tipped over... me and lauren fell off the bed into the dresser...
and then there was a shirt hanging from the lamp fixture that i decided to punch. unfortunately the glass lamp fixture was not strong enough to hold the force of my shirt-punch, and shattered from above. somehow my face was cut, and i began bleeding all up on the mattress, on lauren's shirt... oh yeaaa good thing janell was there to bandage me up like nelly.
soooo now it's 2 am, we're supposed to be at work by 8... neither of us has showered, put together lunches, or even changed out of our work clothes. kim's room is a bloody mess (literally and figuratively), and my face is in shambles. i pass the eff out, and wake up this morning with a nice little cut and a slight hang over... and kim's room is still a mess.
god i love porch nights.
somewhere during work we decided that a short porch night was called for, because porch nights are pretty much what i live for over the summer. so we concurred on a nightcap... so one gin and tonic each. we got into some deep conversation, and decided that one more was necessary. about halfway through the second one, the giggles set in... and we sat on the porch with janell laughing our heads off at nothing in particular. (actually im pretty sure it was lauren's face that we were laughing at. bahahaha)
so ok, now it's 1 am and i'm like alright we gotta go to bed... so i go upstairs and brush my teeth, and lauren walks by and says... "omg it would be so fun to steal kim's clothes." and i thought, "omg the chance to destroy anything = my favorite pastime while drunk" soooo we jump on into kims closet, start throwing the clothes around... put on her camo. we decided we were on a stealth mission (shhh she can't see us if we're in camo!), and went into janells room to go swimming in her dirty clothes. then i'm pretty sure the sheets got ripped off the bed, the dirty laundry was tipped over... me and lauren fell off the bed into the dresser...
and then there was a shirt hanging from the lamp fixture that i decided to punch. unfortunately the glass lamp fixture was not strong enough to hold the force of my shirt-punch, and shattered from above. somehow my face was cut, and i began bleeding all up on the mattress, on lauren's shirt... oh yeaaa good thing janell was there to bandage me up like nelly.
soooo now it's 2 am, we're supposed to be at work by 8... neither of us has showered, put together lunches, or even changed out of our work clothes. kim's room is a bloody mess (literally and figuratively), and my face is in shambles. i pass the eff out, and wake up this morning with a nice little cut and a slight hang over... and kim's room is still a mess.
god i love porch nights.