Oct 08, 2006 19:08
Apparently I really really didn't want to turn twenty...gracefully. Nothing like throwing up in a small room in front of your closest friends. I set a new personal best for I have never ever been that drunk without being partially concussed before, and for those of you who know me that is really really really really drunk.
The day was pretty magical. I checked into the Fort Garry, and discovered my room was the exact same room Holden Caulfield stayed at in 1945 including a rather comical TV stand. I went for a run around the Forks where I met a good looking running companion. I showered put on a white robe and then called the front desk to have my car brought up to the front and then went to my hair appointment. I got back to the hotel which had turned into the set of Elizabethtown in the hour that I was gone, all full of Wedding folk. I fixed myself some cocktails and then Susan joined me and brought me roses. We then all dressed up met megan at the Royal Fork Buffet, where we ate a lot of brown food including cut up hotdogs and then had several make your own sundaes. Megan gave me a very old card from Kathy's card box and a very expensive cd of Bea Arthur singing in her man voice and talking about preparing a pork roast. We went back to my room and I commenced drinking really really shitty champagne and vodka. We also sat in the lounge area outside of one of the ballrooms where although I was dressed up it was quite obvious we were not part of this wedding. We discovered shawls and bad shoes were top 10 must haves at this wedding. Andrea and Alison joined us and Aaron met Cynthia a middle aged woman who blatantly invited him to the wedding downstairs. We were having a very good time opening secret electrical boxes, finishing Aaron's vodka and quoting Arrested Development and ran out of time to go to the Legion. We met some kids on our way out that were obviously just snooping around the Fort Garry out of curiosity much the way Megan and I did when we were 17. Aaron knew this guy steve from the hotel who told his manager he had to drive some very special VIPs to Karaoke so we got a free ride in a 15 passenger van.
Now I remember the first half hour of the night which was basically the Lisa Ewasko show, which was Lisa drinking the shots of bourbon she had intended for the others to drink and talking loudly into a microphone to music. I remember coming back into the Karaoke room and someone saying "Lisa your chin is bleeding". I remember the Japanese man telling me i would have to pay for the puke that I had left and I kind of remember being escorted into a cab. So I was absolutely dumbfounded to hear we had stayed singing Karaoke for the entire two hours for I do not understand where I was because I don't remember anything after singing Wooly Bully with Susan. Not singing under the sea, not Susan singing Phantom of the Opera, and I certainly do not remember leaning against a pole and throwing up on Osborne or getting into the hotel which had proved to be a difficult task for susan because my legs didn't work. Was I standing? Was I sitting, what did I sing what did I do? I have no idea for a good two hours of my life was completely rinsed from my brain by really really awful champagne and bourbon which I can only assume could later be seen along with a lot Brown Royal Fork food on the carpet of the karaoke room. But from what I heard from Susan I forgot a really really fun time and really really great list of songs.
I woke up to discover Susan sleeping on the floor and Megan beside me. I had a bath made myself presentable and had brunch in the oval room, which was completely wasted on me. I then had my car brought out to the front and drove home so classy and so loaded. I later played "What I remembered abd what I didn't" with susan.
I feel as though I was very spoiled by your presence and friendship and your touching gifts. Notably Jenn's sache of old buttons and Edward Schreyer drinking mug with a bell, Megan's Bea Arthur cd and Lindsay Lee's card which I may have left in the Karaoke room. Thank you all for coming.