Last night Holly, Ashley & I went to the Buck. Met up with some people who were also there. We had pre-drinks at my house & then my mom offered to drop us off. All the cool kids get dropped off at the bar by their parents. It's way better than cabbing
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if we were open new years day, my managers would be just as hungover as the rest of us. my work is full of party animals. i love them.
here is the gross story:
so when i got home i just went up the stairs to my room & straight to bed. still in my bar clothes. well i thought i slept soundly until my alarm went off, but i thought i had this dream where i puked on the floor. so just to make sure it was a dream & not reality, i looked on the floor & didn't see any puke. so i thought it was all just a dream. welllll, i then discovered a bag of garbage full of evidence that i had cleaned something up. so, apparently i had puked on the floor in the middle of the night AND cleaned it up. all without even realizing/remembering it. i'm just impressed by the cleaning up part becuase i didn't even 'dream' about that part. i was like unconscientiously cleaning. i thought that was pretty hilarious. thank goodness i have hardwood floors. and since i don't trust my drunk cleaning skills, i re-cleaned the floor yesterday.
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