Aug 30, 2008 13:16
Yesterday scored 2 VIP passes to Whiskey Dix.
I realized after typing that I could have used, "was given", or some other more mundane phrase but I like the term "scored" more than others.
So we went for Patty's birthday.
Patty was suppose to talk to Eric to get on a list... We waited in the VIP line. When we got to the front we were told party lines end at 1030pm and it was already 1100pm. Patty was like, "No way, we talked to Eric!" And this girl next to us was like, "Just let him know! Mike KNOWS and will let us in."
The security guard turns to her and says one second... but he looks pretty annoyed. He talks on his mic for awhile but this girls really pushy. I mean she thinks she has this right and is almost talking down to the security guard. He turns to her after awhile and goes: "Look, mike doesn't have the authority to decide who comes in. He's not an owner."
Then shortly we were let in and he apologized for the weight.
We got the other girls in through the normal way out. Sometimes it's nice to be treated special.
The place was crazy packed!! I actually had less of a good time because there wasn't much room to dance and tons of stupid guys who kept bugging us.
However you've never seen so many beautiful women packed in one place. Mind you, our group was totally NOT into meeting guys... but a lot of women there were.
Today I was starving
And half awake
I didn't sleep until late.
My bestest friend brought me ice cream! A peanut buster parfait for my breakfast so I can think straight and not feel like dying.