Another Night of Awesome
Yesterday started out great... and ENDED great!
Who knew?
So, first thing in the morning after leaving work, I went to Freddy's and bought Futurama: The Beast with a Billion Backs. It's funny, but Bender's Big Score was funnier.
I cycled through it like 4 times, but, as it was that time of the morning, I kept falling asleep while watching it.
It made for some interesting dreams, though.
After that, I went to the Black Drop for my usual glut of coffee, comics and drawing.
I made 10dollargrapple an icon for his LJ from a pic I took WAAAAY back in November.
Got s'more work done on my comic, then, ran into psychopomp_girl and hyllian outside when the shop closed. Saw Dorothy (always a treat).
Went home, took a wonderfully hot shower, changed into my new shirt and my old pants (my favorite pair) and toddled down to the Royal to meet the aforementioned friends for drinks and karaoke.
Yes, I sang.
It was my third time. They say that's the charm, but I dunno.
My song was off track. The music was about 13 seconds ahead of the words.
Mind you, I know the words, but, trying to sing with the music, but still read the words just confused my brain. I was rather inebriated as well.
Still, I had a ball.
(For reference:
The songs I've sung @ karaoke, thus far::
1. Sledgehammer - Peter Gabriel
2. Last Kiss - The Pearl Jam version
3. The Saga Begins - Weird Al (last night)
Mandi and Scott went their seperate way, and I made my way over to Casa Que Pasa for more drinking and comraderie. I got both, and I even met another guy named Johann. Weirdly enough, he too is from New York! Weirder still, he says his next door neighbor is named Johann.
Met a very nice, very flirtatious and *ahem*buxom young lady named Denise, heard numerous off-color stories about the lives of my co-workers and had a DELICIOUS vodka drink that I can't rightly remember the name or ingredients of.
I told the Reader's Digest version of my life story for the umpteen-thousandth time, and when we left there, I went to the Shoe to get a Chicken Burger.
For once, it wasn't crowded or surrounded by skeezy vagrants. The waitress was cute and flirty, and the fries were the saltiest things EVER, which, oddly was JUST what I needed.
I actually remember GETTING home, much less how, for once, and I watched Futurama all the way through, and even thought up a cool-but-wrong twist for my comic that I remembered to WRITE DOWN before losing consciousness.
Since I ate before sleepiong, I have no trace of a hangover (and considering how much I HAD...)
There's no random, misspelled and embarrassing post on my LJ today, and I've just come back to the Black Drop with a gihugic apple fritter from Rocket Donuts and 45 bucks worth of new comics.
Tonight, i go to see the Hulk before hopping back on the social cycle for another ride.
Go me!
Who knew?
So, first thing in the morning after leaving work, I went to Freddy's and bought Futurama: The Beast with a Billion Backs. It's funny, but Bender's Big Score was funnier.
I cycled through it like 4 times, but, as it was that time of the morning, I kept falling asleep while watching it.
It made for some interesting dreams, though.
After that, I went to the Black Drop for my usual glut of coffee, comics and drawing.
I made 10dollargrapple an icon for his LJ from a pic I took WAAAAY back in November.
Got s'more work done on my comic, then, ran into psychopomp_girl and hyllian outside when the shop closed. Saw Dorothy (always a treat).
Went home, took a wonderfully hot shower, changed into my new shirt and my old pants (my favorite pair) and toddled down to the Royal to meet the aforementioned friends for drinks and karaoke.
Yes, I sang.
It was my third time. They say that's the charm, but I dunno.
My song was off track. The music was about 13 seconds ahead of the words.
Mind you, I know the words, but, trying to sing with the music, but still read the words just confused my brain. I was rather inebriated as well.
Still, I had a ball.
(For reference:
The songs I've sung @ karaoke, thus far::
1. Sledgehammer - Peter Gabriel
2. Last Kiss - The Pearl Jam version
3. The Saga Begins - Weird Al (last night)
Mandi and Scott went their seperate way, and I made my way over to Casa Que Pasa for more drinking and comraderie. I got both, and I even met another guy named Johann. Weirdly enough, he too is from New York! Weirder still, he says his next door neighbor is named Johann.
Met a very nice, very flirtatious and *ahem*buxom young lady named Denise, heard numerous off-color stories about the lives of my co-workers and had a DELICIOUS vodka drink that I can't rightly remember the name or ingredients of.
I told the Reader's Digest version of my life story for the umpteen-thousandth time, and when we left there, I went to the Shoe to get a Chicken Burger.
For once, it wasn't crowded or surrounded by skeezy vagrants. The waitress was cute and flirty, and the fries were the saltiest things EVER, which, oddly was JUST what I needed.
I actually remember GETTING home, much less how, for once, and I watched Futurama all the way through, and even thought up a cool-but-wrong twist for my comic that I remembered to WRITE DOWN before losing consciousness.
Since I ate before sleepiong, I have no trace of a hangover (and considering how much I HAD...)
There's no random, misspelled and embarrassing post on my LJ today, and I've just come back to the Black Drop with a gihugic apple fritter from Rocket Donuts and 45 bucks worth of new comics.
Tonight, i go to see the Hulk before hopping back on the social cycle for another ride.
Go me!