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so i've found out why people in the real world find it so cumbersome to go out and party. I decided that I HAD to go out last night to celebrate my friend michelle's birthday even though I always work weds-sun and not the normal weekend days off. We had an all day event in Greenfield Village which kinda blew. it was cold and everyone was cranky-- and I was being really stupid about things. I've found I just forget how to function when im tired. Like ill unload all the jugs of water from the van and then forget theyre there and run over them. Then i have to go get more water-- as just one of the millions of examples of me being stupid.
So technically we were supposed to end at 10- but i decided that eveyrone would like me as a boss more if i let them go at 8. And i would get to the bar much faster. So they busted ass (im so proud- im like a mom) and did an amazing job and left early. I did a halfass job at doing all of my postevent things- including hijacking their computer to send some post event reports.
So then i got real ghetto and got ready for the bar in the bathroom at the IMAX at greenfield village. Like changed from snowpants into hoochy outfit. Like plugged in my curling iron in the ladies bathroom and did all my makeup and stuff. I was outside all day so it was kinda hard doing makeup while my whole face was still red from the cold. I got all sorts of weird stares from people coming out of harry potter. I was like shimmer lotioning myself too- i think that was the ass kicker.
Made it out to fifth ave downtown- a little too classy a bar for my liking. I was dressed up- i thought. Like jeans- black halter- boots. But everyone there was like blazer button down going out. My friend crystal and I had a 'mock turtleneck' count. Yup- 5. They weren't like even in a pack together this was five whole seperate instances of mock turtleneck. It felt like vegas when I knew I was incredibly out of place in my old navy flip flops next to like minolo blanic heals. I would have gotten super smashed to ease the pain of feeling out of place but I had to drive home. Oh-- don't worry I still did get wasted off of two drinks. I have no Idea how-- aparently graduating college equates loosing all tolerance. Like had to sit around till the very last minute chugging water and was still borderline.
Next morning I completely slept in and fucked up half of my responsibilities. Got my boss all mad at me to boot. Just makes me never want to go out again. I mean who thought id be saying that in a million years.
wow im boring- im glad i made an entry out of this -- sorry to all who read in hopes i was intresting.. Because i just proved im not...
So technically we were supposed to end at 10- but i decided that eveyrone would like me as a boss more if i let them go at 8. And i would get to the bar much faster. So they busted ass (im so proud- im like a mom) and did an amazing job and left early. I did a halfass job at doing all of my postevent things- including hijacking their computer to send some post event reports.
So then i got real ghetto and got ready for the bar in the bathroom at the IMAX at greenfield village. Like changed from snowpants into hoochy outfit. Like plugged in my curling iron in the ladies bathroom and did all my makeup and stuff. I was outside all day so it was kinda hard doing makeup while my whole face was still red from the cold. I got all sorts of weird stares from people coming out of harry potter. I was like shimmer lotioning myself too- i think that was the ass kicker.
Made it out to fifth ave downtown- a little too classy a bar for my liking. I was dressed up- i thought. Like jeans- black halter- boots. But everyone there was like blazer button down going out. My friend crystal and I had a 'mock turtleneck' count. Yup- 5. They weren't like even in a pack together this was five whole seperate instances of mock turtleneck. It felt like vegas when I knew I was incredibly out of place in my old navy flip flops next to like minolo blanic heals. I would have gotten super smashed to ease the pain of feeling out of place but I had to drive home. Oh-- don't worry I still did get wasted off of two drinks. I have no Idea how-- aparently graduating college equates loosing all tolerance. Like had to sit around till the very last minute chugging water and was still borderline.
Next morning I completely slept in and fucked up half of my responsibilities. Got my boss all mad at me to boot. Just makes me never want to go out again. I mean who thought id be saying that in a million years.
wow im boring- im glad i made an entry out of this -- sorry to all who read in hopes i was intresting.. Because i just proved im not...