just another manic monday

you know that crazy ass hung over feeling that permeates throughout your entire being...and emanates from you like a bad odor...er...wait..that didnt come out right...anyhow...although there was a bit of inebriation occurring...it wasnt the sole reason for such a crazy weekend ... yes... FWB and i had a nice evening last night...*stretches lazily*...

sat night seemed to last forever...wait...it did last forever...anytime you mix drinking, bars, men, and women...things are bound to get interesting...

it all began relatively innocent enough...girls night out, but just dinner and a couple of drinks...by 10pm and no dinner, i knew it was going to be a late one...dinner ended up being at a local bar we dont usually visit on the weekends...but wow..what a friggin' sausage fest...i think there must have been a 20 to 1 ratio in the damn place...and the men were like flies on shit...after listening to some less than entertaining music we ditch the place to go to Our Bar...ah...nothing like a dive where the bartender hands you a beer as you walk in...

actually...as we were getting ready to leave Bar 1, Alabama walks up..."aww, you two purdy ladies leavin' suh soon?"...yeah...we're leaving..."aww, hell, and here ah wuz gettin' reddy to ask ya'll if ya wanted a drink"...Silly Girl says "oh hey, follow us here"...what are you, brain dead??...

here comes Alabama with 'Bama and 'Bama 2...oh boy...redneck central...fast forward to OB where drunken brawl ensues....i get stepped on, knocked in the damn tit, and shoved one too many times...oh i was livid...the two friggin' morons trying to hold a damn pissing contest on my squished body (how could they see me when they are well over six feet tall??)...so here comes 'Bama and 'Bama 2 to break up the fight...

flying fuck if the two idiots didnt stomp all over me as well...i am trying to close my tab, thank you very much!...with as much strength as i can muster i shove someone, at this point i was too drunk to really care who it was so long as i had some freakin room to stand and close my tab...i yelled for john the bartender and he flew over the bar....um..yeah...allow me point out that bartender is not much taller than i am...but there he flew...all three rednecks were now caught up in the fray and my girlfriends were standing by looking very disgusted with the whole thing...

fight ends...i am pissed...and hungry...remember...i hadnt really eaten much dinner...our kind rednecks offer to buy us dinner...what the hell...off we go to dinner....where 'Bama 2 proceeds to fall asleep on the table...then eats in the most disgusting manner known to mankind...*retches*...

why on earth we followed these guys to their apt is beyond me...chalk it up to too much drinking and too many hours this semester...only one guy stays awake and tries to corner every female...yeah...uh no thanks...holy shit...its five in the morning...and for some reason...it feels like a wasted night..hmmm...i wonder WHY???

thankfully, FWB called last night....*sighs*...so everything is better...except i still feel hungover...i am getting too old for this shit...

(this has to be my worst post yet)

cg