reason number 3459834763 why i <3 my blonde counterpart.
last night proved to me that kish and i are the most awesome chicks ever.
awesome and completely stupid.
had a girls night out at stix. twatch held up a sign for me and nikki to see for sitting at hogans bar that said "i guess potheads stick together." i chuckled a little, shrugged it off, and nodded. we were dancing like a couple of crazies on those stools making all sorts of new friends. felt like we were there all night but i'm pretty sure it was no more than three hours at the most. we drank entirely too much and she ended up driving golden thunder home while i was trying to pack a bowl. end up missing the exit for m5 and get on 696 which, at the time, was the most hilarious thing that had ever happened to us. somehow made it back to her car where we toyed around with the idea of going to her house to sober up a bit, but i realized the bathroom at my house was way closer and i was about to explode i had to pee so bad. somehow, by the grace of god, made it back to my house, crawled up the stairs, peed like a rockstar, then curled over the toilet for a solid ten or fifteen minutes debating whether or not i was going to get sick. ended up sliding into bed [and not puking] where i was spooning with el gato for a while and for some reason, i couldn't turn my light off or take my birth control before falling asleep.
woke up this morning with no pants on and my name tag from the bar stuck to my cheek that said, "my eyes are open...".
and my car was in the garage when i'm damn near positive i left it in the street.
seriously?
we had fun. i don't want to go to work today.
p.s. gail pallister: i made that necklace. it will totally remind you of walking barefoot in the summer. i guess you owe me a beer. xo.
awesome and completely stupid.
had a girls night out at stix. twatch held up a sign for me and nikki to see for sitting at hogans bar that said "i guess potheads stick together." i chuckled a little, shrugged it off, and nodded. we were dancing like a couple of crazies on those stools making all sorts of new friends. felt like we were there all night but i'm pretty sure it was no more than three hours at the most. we drank entirely too much and she ended up driving golden thunder home while i was trying to pack a bowl. end up missing the exit for m5 and get on 696 which, at the time, was the most hilarious thing that had ever happened to us. somehow made it back to her car where we toyed around with the idea of going to her house to sober up a bit, but i realized the bathroom at my house was way closer and i was about to explode i had to pee so bad. somehow, by the grace of god, made it back to my house, crawled up the stairs, peed like a rockstar, then curled over the toilet for a solid ten or fifteen minutes debating whether or not i was going to get sick. ended up sliding into bed [and not puking] where i was spooning with el gato for a while and for some reason, i couldn't turn my light off or take my birth control before falling asleep.
woke up this morning with no pants on and my name tag from the bar stuck to my cheek that said, "my eyes are open...".
and my car was in the garage when i'm damn near positive i left it in the street.
seriously?
we had fun. i don't want to go to work today.
p.s. gail pallister: i made that necklace. it will totally remind you of walking barefoot in the summer. i guess you owe me a beer. xo.