Oh, wait a minute ...
The epic weekend in San Francisco has come to an end. I was hungover as all get today which made driving home pretty sucktastic. In fact, I'd wager that I was still drunk this morning when I woke up...but I'm getting ahead of myself.
It's my best friend malkovich03's birthday tomorrow. She's awesome, btw. Absolutely one of the most outstanding people ever. EVER! She's the reason I sat down and wrote novel #1 earlier this year. She pushed and pushed and pushed in the way that awesome best friends do and suddenly I was writing.
Anyway. Mal wanted to have dinner in San Francisco. So we did. It was an Italian place and the food was good. From what I remember. See, Mal ordered a bottle of wine and we split it. Have you ever tried twirling fettuccine when you're seriously tipsy? IT CAN'T BE DONE!
After dinner we went to a bar. It was super crowded. I didn't order a drink. Then most of our group went home and the four of us left went to another bar. Actually, it was just three of us. Mal went back to the hotel for a bit and joined us later.
This would be the point in the evening where my drinking downfall began. I had something with coffee, kahlua and tequila in it. What was I thinking there? I don't know. And then the Tropical Storms began. I think I had 3. Mal said 4. But since she missed the beginning of the bar part, I don't know how accurate her counting was. Anyway. We moved to the bar next door and met our waitress from the first bar. That wasn't planned. Some chick had to pound on the bathroom door to roust the three or four girls in there out so the rest of us could actually pee. That was kinda awesome. Mal made me dance with some guy. 2 o'clock rolled around. We left.
At this point I was feeling pretty good. Not falling down drunk, but definitely blurred enough that I wasn't feeling any pain. Mal decided that she wanted to go to Denny's nearly as soon as we got to our room. It rained on us as we walked over. I fell asleep on Mal's friend. I woke up and they were ready to go. *blink, blink* Yes, I did say "fell asleep".
It was 4-ish by the time we got back to the room. There was some sleeping. And by some, I mean very little because I woke up at 7:30. Now that's just wrong. That's when I realized that I was still drunk from the night before. Dude. I had to sleep in the car while Mal and her friend (we dropped Mal's husband off at the Niners game) had lunch. I felt better after sleeping a little.
Now I'm home. I've showered again, slept a little more and eaten actual food. *thumbs up*
I'm going to chalk this entire weekend up in the WIN column. I figured it was a celebration for both Mal's birthday and for me FINALLY hitting my NaNo goal after years of trying.
Anyway. Book stuff.
My reread of Richelle Mead's Vampire Academy continues - Shadow Kiss.
On My Wishlist (week 11)
In My Mailbox
30 days of books... Day 69
30 days of books... Day 70
Okay. I'm done now.
Later.
It's my best friend malkovich03's birthday tomorrow. She's awesome, btw. Absolutely one of the most outstanding people ever. EVER! She's the reason I sat down and wrote novel #1 earlier this year. She pushed and pushed and pushed in the way that awesome best friends do and suddenly I was writing.
Anyway. Mal wanted to have dinner in San Francisco. So we did. It was an Italian place and the food was good. From what I remember. See, Mal ordered a bottle of wine and we split it. Have you ever tried twirling fettuccine when you're seriously tipsy? IT CAN'T BE DONE!
After dinner we went to a bar. It was super crowded. I didn't order a drink. Then most of our group went home and the four of us left went to another bar. Actually, it was just three of us. Mal went back to the hotel for a bit and joined us later.
This would be the point in the evening where my drinking downfall began. I had something with coffee, kahlua and tequila in it. What was I thinking there? I don't know. And then the Tropical Storms began. I think I had 3. Mal said 4. But since she missed the beginning of the bar part, I don't know how accurate her counting was. Anyway. We moved to the bar next door and met our waitress from the first bar. That wasn't planned. Some chick had to pound on the bathroom door to roust the three or four girls in there out so the rest of us could actually pee. That was kinda awesome. Mal made me dance with some guy. 2 o'clock rolled around. We left.
At this point I was feeling pretty good. Not falling down drunk, but definitely blurred enough that I wasn't feeling any pain. Mal decided that she wanted to go to Denny's nearly as soon as we got to our room. It rained on us as we walked over. I fell asleep on Mal's friend. I woke up and they were ready to go. *blink, blink* Yes, I did say "fell asleep".
It was 4-ish by the time we got back to the room. There was some sleeping. And by some, I mean very little because I woke up at 7:30. Now that's just wrong. That's when I realized that I was still drunk from the night before. Dude. I had to sleep in the car while Mal and her friend (we dropped Mal's husband off at the Niners game) had lunch. I felt better after sleeping a little.
Now I'm home. I've showered again, slept a little more and eaten actual food. *thumbs up*
I'm going to chalk this entire weekend up in the WIN column. I figured it was a celebration for both Mal's birthday and for me FINALLY hitting my NaNo goal after years of trying.
Anyway. Book stuff.
My reread of Richelle Mead's Vampire Academy continues - Shadow Kiss.
On My Wishlist (week 11)
In My Mailbox
30 days of books... Day 69
30 days of books... Day 70
Okay. I'm done now.
Later.