monthly(ish) update
first and foremost, thank you to all you kind folks who a)remembered or were informed that it was my birthday the beginning of this month, and b) were gracious enough to wish me a happy one.
that said, here's the lowdown on the birthday and events after: i showed up at maloney's in flagstaff, one of the few half-decent bars in town, and found a shitload of people waiting for me. good. and 5 shots on a table also waiting for me. bad. anyone who's never experience a shot called "buffalo sweat" should steer clear forever. seriously, discussing what shots i had that night made me nauseated for at least 3 days.
other 21st bday memories: carl being held outside of the shitty bar/pseudo strip club because the bouncer didn't believe he was 21. my id is still the same one i got at 16, stating that i am 6 ft tall and 155 pounds. hmm.
headbutting chad, at my drunken insistence inside said shitty bar. i had no recollection of that until i was informed of it the day after.
the WORST lapdance ever. when you are as drunk as i was, there is no way you should not like a lapdance. subsequently, remembering how terrible the lapdance was is a good indicator of how bad it truly was. i found out later that she is apparently pregnant. wonderful.
finally, not throwing up until i returned home at 2:30ish to my own bathroom. i am a champ.
the only reason i knew i threw up the night of my birthday was that upon awakening, i could only muster a dry heave.
as for the last month, things are going exceptionally well. work still sucks, but i don't have to be there as often. i seem to be on pace to maintain the 4.0 here at good ol' Not A University, and i have found a suitably uncrazy (knock on wood) girl to pass the time with.
much love,
little smalls
that said, here's the lowdown on the birthday and events after: i showed up at maloney's in flagstaff, one of the few half-decent bars in town, and found a shitload of people waiting for me. good. and 5 shots on a table also waiting for me. bad. anyone who's never experience a shot called "buffalo sweat" should steer clear forever. seriously, discussing what shots i had that night made me nauseated for at least 3 days.
other 21st bday memories: carl being held outside of the shitty bar/pseudo strip club because the bouncer didn't believe he was 21. my id is still the same one i got at 16, stating that i am 6 ft tall and 155 pounds. hmm.
headbutting chad, at my drunken insistence inside said shitty bar. i had no recollection of that until i was informed of it the day after.
the WORST lapdance ever. when you are as drunk as i was, there is no way you should not like a lapdance. subsequently, remembering how terrible the lapdance was is a good indicator of how bad it truly was. i found out later that she is apparently pregnant. wonderful.
finally, not throwing up until i returned home at 2:30ish to my own bathroom. i am a champ.
the only reason i knew i threw up the night of my birthday was that upon awakening, i could only muster a dry heave.
as for the last month, things are going exceptionally well. work still sucks, but i don't have to be there as often. i seem to be on pace to maintain the 4.0 here at good ol' Not A University, and i have found a suitably uncrazy (knock on wood) girl to pass the time with.
much love,
little smalls