Saint Patrick
Oh I forgot to mention St. Patty's day. It was indeed a good time - it was just funny to realize I had come full circle a week later by being back in NY.
Considering we were in NY (not the city) where the bars stay open until 4am is was pretty low key - don't get me wrong, it was still fun, but not of the caliber of crazy that was last year. Where we wanted the night to continue for as long as possible.
This time the last of us cut out by 1:30am because after a couple of hours with the DJ (jukebox was a lot better) blasting really loud crappy music at you we couldn't even hold a conversation with each other. So the 8 of us that were left went for to a dinner for the typical after partying breakfast meal before heading home.
There were a few people who may have gotten a wee bit (read: a hella lot) drunk, but this time I can say that no one threw up at the bar. What they did after they left though is another story.
I however was a good girl (don't look so shocked.) and didn't even get buzzed. I had a couple of shots in honor, but really didn't feel up to consuming all that much to be honest. Though I did try the Jello shots because I've never had those. (Apparently I've lived a sheltered life as those were my first ones.)
Though Wesley never took a swing at Mal like we had been setting up for months now, he did enjoy the drink. Not to the extent of last year's drunk rage - but he did put up a nice showing in the parking lot of the diner that impressed those lucky enough to witness it as he yelled out "Shut the FRAK (he did not say "frak" by the way) UP! I'm trying to explain something to you!!"
I'll leave out the rest of the details but it was damn funny & impressive to see that in all it's glory!
Other (mostly violence based) highlights:
Many many mentions of throwing a certain person in the snowbanks.
A lovely cinematic usage of dialog watching Jayne "threaten" Mal with a scene from the Godfather.
"You want a piece of me?" "Oh hell no, you've got baseball sized biceps and I bruise easily!"
Watching Wes face off with many people including Jayne. Nose to nose (okay nose to chin) trading insults of "oh yeah?" "I dare you."
Watching Oz occasionally revert to: "Need to kill someone" zombie mode with the nearest person pointing him immediately at someone else. Next time I'm bringing Ring Dings to distract him.
Watching Angel give up struggling because Oz had his arm tightened around his neck. It was kinda like watching a bear and it's cub. If you stop struggling then he'd stopped squeezing so hard. I think he was supposedly hugging Angel not trying to kill him. But you know.. I'm sure that's always the story before the Police are brought in.
The amount of guys in fear of boobies was hysterical. And that "someone" had better not talk about my (clothed and covered) boobs anymore considering the amount of cleavage she was showing! ;)
Xander: I can only look at Kendra from the neck up!
Saffron & I making Jayne blush. "This is why the two of you should NOT talk to each other!!"
Cordelia: The whirling dervish of violence. I don't think there was a single guy she didn't punch. She even punched me in the diner. I however was the only who punched back. Instinct babe.
Watching the big brother I never had and never wanted in action.
Watching Gunn scratch and whimper at the glass door whenever anyone went out for a cigarette. And then stick another piece of nicotine gum in his mouth. Stay strong!
"I threw up in the bathroom, there was some blood in it. Is that bad?" Uh...yes.
Me: Where were you guys?
Anonymous: Taking a walk.
Me: *sniff* you smell like..
Anon: Roses?
Me: Okay... sure we'll call that "roses"
Jayne: *walking up* where were you guys?
Me: They were out smoking "roses".
Sex in the men's bathroom is gay. Sex in the woman's bathroom is hot. (Mostly I would think sex is a public bathroom is stinky but what do I know?)
Oh! And I even got a lovely voice mail on my cell from a "drunken Irish" man!:)
Considering we were in NY (not the city) where the bars stay open until 4am is was pretty low key - don't get me wrong, it was still fun, but not of the caliber of crazy that was last year. Where we wanted the night to continue for as long as possible.
This time the last of us cut out by 1:30am because after a couple of hours with the DJ (jukebox was a lot better) blasting really loud crappy music at you we couldn't even hold a conversation with each other. So the 8 of us that were left went for to a dinner for the typical after partying breakfast meal before heading home.
There were a few people who may have gotten a wee bit (read: a hella lot) drunk, but this time I can say that no one threw up at the bar. What they did after they left though is another story.
I however was a good girl (don't look so shocked.) and didn't even get buzzed. I had a couple of shots in honor, but really didn't feel up to consuming all that much to be honest. Though I did try the Jello shots because I've never had those. (Apparently I've lived a sheltered life as those were my first ones.)
Though Wesley never took a swing at Mal like we had been setting up for months now, he did enjoy the drink. Not to the extent of last year's drunk rage - but he did put up a nice showing in the parking lot of the diner that impressed those lucky enough to witness it as he yelled out "Shut the FRAK (he did not say "frak" by the way) UP! I'm trying to explain something to you!!"
I'll leave out the rest of the details but it was damn funny & impressive to see that in all it's glory!
Other (mostly violence based) highlights:
Many many mentions of throwing a certain person in the snowbanks.
A lovely cinematic usage of dialog watching Jayne "threaten" Mal with a scene from the Godfather.
"You want a piece of me?" "Oh hell no, you've got baseball sized biceps and I bruise easily!"
Watching Wes face off with many people including Jayne. Nose to nose (okay nose to chin) trading insults of "oh yeah?" "I dare you."
Watching Oz occasionally revert to: "Need to kill someone" zombie mode with the nearest person pointing him immediately at someone else. Next time I'm bringing Ring Dings to distract him.
Watching Angel give up struggling because Oz had his arm tightened around his neck. It was kinda like watching a bear and it's cub. If you stop struggling then he'd stopped squeezing so hard. I think he was supposedly hugging Angel not trying to kill him. But you know.. I'm sure that's always the story before the Police are brought in.
The amount of guys in fear of boobies was hysterical. And that "someone" had better not talk about my (clothed and covered) boobs anymore considering the amount of cleavage she was showing! ;)
Xander: I can only look at Kendra from the neck up!
Saffron & I making Jayne blush. "This is why the two of you should NOT talk to each other!!"
Cordelia: The whirling dervish of violence. I don't think there was a single guy she didn't punch. She even punched me in the diner. I however was the only who punched back. Instinct babe.
Watching the big brother I never had and never wanted in action.
Watching Gunn scratch and whimper at the glass door whenever anyone went out for a cigarette. And then stick another piece of nicotine gum in his mouth. Stay strong!
"I threw up in the bathroom, there was some blood in it. Is that bad?" Uh...yes.
Me: Where were you guys?
Anonymous: Taking a walk.
Me: *sniff* you smell like..
Anon: Roses?
Me: Okay... sure we'll call that "roses"
Jayne: *walking up* where were you guys?
Me: They were out smoking "roses".
Sex in the men's bathroom is gay. Sex in the woman's bathroom is hot. (Mostly I would think sex is a public bathroom is stinky but what do I know?)
Oh! And I even got a lovely voice mail on my cell from a "drunken Irish" man!:)