hangovers suck
i'm still too hungover to cut this, so bite me!
so me, naughty_tangled (Rej), and noomxbass (Ashley) all went to The Upside Downtown last night (aka Club Traz). we actually go there just before the first show started at 10:30 (only the second time i've managed to see the first show).
we got good seats this time too (meaning we actually got seats and we could see over everyone because we were on the highest level by the pool table). so we claimed our seats and i said "ok, i'm going to get a drink. be right back." ...Rej stops me and says "buy me a beer". what i drink is technically a beer, so i got her one of those (an O3).
sat back down and we finished those drinks as the show was starting. i got up to get another O3 and Rej stops me again. "buy me another one." "are you gonna pay me back?" "Yes. but will you see if they have Razz instead? this stuff is too fruity" (Razz is also very fruity and they didn't have it, so she got another citrusy/fruity beer... what to you expect? it's a gay bar! you've got stuff like O3 and mixed drinks and iced drinks for the majority gay crowd and then Bud Light for everyone else)
Rej threatened my life (i think her exact words were "i'll fuck yer shit up") if i posted how many drinks we had, so let's just say we had too many, but i matched her (the former party host) drink for drink. i'd never had more than three drinks in one day before this... and i had one drink with my food before i even got to Traz, so matching Rej beer for fruity beer was not a good idea (one of the ones i got wasn't a O3... i got a Bicardi Silver by mistake, but i drank it anyway... they're gross.)
Rej did say a lot of stuff she wouldn't have normally said, but nothing i didn't already know. i don't think i said anything i wouldn't normally say beyond "i'm going to the bathroom" when i had sworn that i'd never pee at that bar.(the bathrooms are actually pretty clean. you just have to hold the door shut by the tp rolls that are mounted on the stall door or have your very hott, very talented dancer girlfriend lean against the opposite wall and put her foot on your door to keep anyone from barging in on you--that bit was random, but i felt the need to mention the hot chick i nearly ran into)
speaking of hott chicks... B came by (on the lower level) and kinda smacked our table to get my attention (i think i was talking to Rej, so i was leaning away from the ledge between levels). i think B said something to the effect of "hey! what's up" but i couldn't hear her. she said 'hi' with a handshake across the ledge and headed back to her table, leaving me at the mercy of a rather drunken Rej saying "hey! she came over to see you! she even touched you! you should go have sex with her now!" ....um.... k, Rej... your logic goes buh-bye when you drink...
Ashley doesn't get to drink when we go out there b/c she's only 19, so she gets entertained (i'm guessing) by watching me (and now Rej as well) get at least tipsy and laugh at/cheer for/whatever when the drag queens perform (side note: when do I get to see B perform there?! i know she has before and damnit she should do it again! she should have to perform again just because me, Ashley, and Rej all think she's hott as hell! -- *hopes B doesn't have an LJ*)
so, yeah... we got drunk. Rej said she wanted to go home. I would've stayed longer but now i'm glad i didn't. i told Ashley it was up to her when we left b/c she was now stuck driving my pissy car back to Herrin. it took us a few drunken attempts to figure out how we were gonna arrange the drop offs back in town b/c Ashleys car was parked at Rej's and i needed my car to go to class in the morning (which i didn't go. i've been in bed or in the bathroom all day until now--like 5:30) so we (me and Ashley) practically carried Rej outside and across the street to my car (thank god there was no traffic at that time--whenever it was.... sometime after the second show, but that's all i know)
on the way back Rej starts complaining about having to pee (when we tried to get her to go at the bar) so we stop at Herrin's Shell station to use the bathroom. i ended up using the men's room and got my finger stabbed by some fucked up little metal rod in the stall door's handle. so my finger bled and like an idiot i sucked on it and i think that was the straw that broke the camel's back so to speak. i hadn't felt sick until then. finally got back to Rej's and Ashley helped her upstairs to the futon (after we woke her up b/c she had passed out in my car) and i went straight to the bathroom to puke. felt a little better, but stayed long enough to puke again before asking Ashley to take me home. i had Ashley park in front of my house instead of trying to drunkenly instruct her on how to pull into my real parking spot without taking out one of the posts and then Ashley walked back to her car just a few blocks away (sorry for the poor planning Ashley! i didn't want you to have to walk!) i got inside my house and went straight for the bathroom again. finally made it upstairs some time around 2:45 and puked in my trashcan a few times during the night/day in between trips downstairs to puke there again. i've had nothing but water all day and just now feel like i could handle some crackers or something else light and solid.
i'm not gonna say "i'm never drinking again" b/c i'm sure i will, but Ashley promised she'd never let me drink that much again when we go out. and i promise never to buy Rej another beer for the purpose of trying to forget something she didn't want to think about. i also promise to at least try to never get drunk around Ashley again b/c i almost made a complete ass of myself... i managed to write a bit of that in my little pocket-sized composition book (in Dax even!) and i'm sure as hell not gonna post that here!
any-who... yeah... hangovers suck ass and i never ever want another one. so while i'll not swear off alcohol completely, i will say this: "anyone want some of the O3's left in my fridge? cuz i don't think i'll be able to drink that again for a long time"
so me, naughty_tangled (Rej), and noomxbass (Ashley) all went to The Upside Downtown last night (aka Club Traz). we actually go there just before the first show started at 10:30 (only the second time i've managed to see the first show).
we got good seats this time too (meaning we actually got seats and we could see over everyone because we were on the highest level by the pool table). so we claimed our seats and i said "ok, i'm going to get a drink. be right back." ...Rej stops me and says "buy me a beer". what i drink is technically a beer, so i got her one of those (an O3).
sat back down and we finished those drinks as the show was starting. i got up to get another O3 and Rej stops me again. "buy me another one." "are you gonna pay me back?" "Yes. but will you see if they have Razz instead? this stuff is too fruity" (Razz is also very fruity and they didn't have it, so she got another citrusy/fruity beer... what to you expect? it's a gay bar! you've got stuff like O3 and mixed drinks and iced drinks for the majority gay crowd and then Bud Light for everyone else)
Rej threatened my life (i think her exact words were "i'll fuck yer shit up") if i posted how many drinks we had, so let's just say we had too many, but i matched her (the former party host) drink for drink. i'd never had more than three drinks in one day before this... and i had one drink with my food before i even got to Traz, so matching Rej beer for fruity beer was not a good idea (one of the ones i got wasn't a O3... i got a Bicardi Silver by mistake, but i drank it anyway... they're gross.)
Rej did say a lot of stuff she wouldn't have normally said, but nothing i didn't already know. i don't think i said anything i wouldn't normally say beyond "i'm going to the bathroom" when i had sworn that i'd never pee at that bar.(the bathrooms are actually pretty clean. you just have to hold the door shut by the tp rolls that are mounted on the stall door or have your very hott, very talented dancer girlfriend lean against the opposite wall and put her foot on your door to keep anyone from barging in on you--that bit was random, but i felt the need to mention the hot chick i nearly ran into)
speaking of hott chicks... B came by (on the lower level) and kinda smacked our table to get my attention (i think i was talking to Rej, so i was leaning away from the ledge between levels). i think B said something to the effect of "hey! what's up" but i couldn't hear her. she said 'hi' with a handshake across the ledge and headed back to her table, leaving me at the mercy of a rather drunken Rej saying "hey! she came over to see you! she even touched you! you should go have sex with her now!" ....um.... k, Rej... your logic goes buh-bye when you drink...
Ashley doesn't get to drink when we go out there b/c she's only 19, so she gets entertained (i'm guessing) by watching me (and now Rej as well) get at least tipsy and laugh at/cheer for/whatever when the drag queens perform (side note: when do I get to see B perform there?! i know she has before and damnit she should do it again! she should have to perform again just because me, Ashley, and Rej all think she's hott as hell! -- *hopes B doesn't have an LJ*)
so, yeah... we got drunk. Rej said she wanted to go home. I would've stayed longer but now i'm glad i didn't. i told Ashley it was up to her when we left b/c she was now stuck driving my pissy car back to Herrin. it took us a few drunken attempts to figure out how we were gonna arrange the drop offs back in town b/c Ashleys car was parked at Rej's and i needed my car to go to class in the morning (which i didn't go. i've been in bed or in the bathroom all day until now--like 5:30) so we (me and Ashley) practically carried Rej outside and across the street to my car (thank god there was no traffic at that time--whenever it was.... sometime after the second show, but that's all i know)
on the way back Rej starts complaining about having to pee (when we tried to get her to go at the bar) so we stop at Herrin's Shell station to use the bathroom. i ended up using the men's room and got my finger stabbed by some fucked up little metal rod in the stall door's handle. so my finger bled and like an idiot i sucked on it and i think that was the straw that broke the camel's back so to speak. i hadn't felt sick until then. finally got back to Rej's and Ashley helped her upstairs to the futon (after we woke her up b/c she had passed out in my car) and i went straight to the bathroom to puke. felt a little better, but stayed long enough to puke again before asking Ashley to take me home. i had Ashley park in front of my house instead of trying to drunkenly instruct her on how to pull into my real parking spot without taking out one of the posts and then Ashley walked back to her car just a few blocks away (sorry for the poor planning Ashley! i didn't want you to have to walk!) i got inside my house and went straight for the bathroom again. finally made it upstairs some time around 2:45 and puked in my trashcan a few times during the night/day in between trips downstairs to puke there again. i've had nothing but water all day and just now feel like i could handle some crackers or something else light and solid.
i'm not gonna say "i'm never drinking again" b/c i'm sure i will, but Ashley promised she'd never let me drink that much again when we go out. and i promise never to buy Rej another beer for the purpose of trying to forget something she didn't want to think about. i also promise to at least try to never get drunk around Ashley again b/c i almost made a complete ass of myself... i managed to write a bit of that in my little pocket-sized composition book (in Dax even!) and i'm sure as hell not gonna post that here!
any-who... yeah... hangovers suck ass and i never ever want another one. so while i'll not swear off alcohol completely, i will say this: "anyone want some of the O3's left in my fridge? cuz i don't think i'll be able to drink that again for a long time"