If Work Was Like Labor Day, I'd Be The Best Employee Ever
Got drunk Friday night - stayed that way through the weekend.
I went over to Rene and Ben's place on Friday to acclimate TJ before I dump her there for a week. I got super star trashed - to be honest, I don't even know if it was Rene or Court who drove me home! I also had a great dinner cooked by Rene - she's going to make the best wife ever some day!
On Saturday I slept in until 3:30, it was crazy. I didn't even really want to get up, but the numbers on the clock finally made sense and I told myself sleeping any later was just unacceptable. I had plans with Pat to get drunk on Saturday, so I called him when I woke up. Of course he said "be right there!" And was over in a jiffy to pick me up. After I got some breakfast in me (uh...ok, chips and dip) Pat and I started drinking whiskey. I made a fabulous little concoction mixing the whiskey with cream soda. Now, I'm not going to say it's for everyone. But it's pretty tasty and I love the vanilla kick it's got! Pat and I hung out at his place with Jean all evening drinking. I was supposed to meet up with Dan and the newspaper posse and he called me around 9:30 to let me know "well be leaving soon, like, 20 minutes." I told him to call me when he was actually leaving. I then told Pat and Jean "I just need to rest my eyes for a second...just a second...see! I have the phone, I'll wake up, it'll be fine!" And then I drunkenly passed out on their couch. Well, I did wake up when Dan was calling me, which was at 12:30. By that point I just had to tell him "baby, I'm way too tired and drunk to go out and get drinks" to which we all pretty much agreed.
Sunday was a quiet, lazy day. I didn't really do all that much, just hung out at home cleaning mainly. I went to Steph's labor day party Sunday evening, Jean's labor day party Sunday night. Both good, chill. Steph lives in this crazy nice apartment though, so I'm totally going to have to start spending more time there!
Monday was another quiet one. I woke up early with Dan, puttered around the house and then took a nap. Went to Jim's labor day party and then over to Dan's new apartment to help him unpack. I've been very scared to go to his apartment because I pictured this weird hippy commune. It turns out that his room is super nice, I really like it. And his apartment, well, not a hippy commune per se. I think I'm going to refer to it as a mission commune. Final decision on it: the last apartment was way dirtier, but this one might be much scarier.
Well, back to the grind today. Yay LA in two weeks!
I went over to Rene and Ben's place on Friday to acclimate TJ before I dump her there for a week. I got super star trashed - to be honest, I don't even know if it was Rene or Court who drove me home! I also had a great dinner cooked by Rene - she's going to make the best wife ever some day!
On Saturday I slept in until 3:30, it was crazy. I didn't even really want to get up, but the numbers on the clock finally made sense and I told myself sleeping any later was just unacceptable. I had plans with Pat to get drunk on Saturday, so I called him when I woke up. Of course he said "be right there!" And was over in a jiffy to pick me up. After I got some breakfast in me (uh...ok, chips and dip) Pat and I started drinking whiskey. I made a fabulous little concoction mixing the whiskey with cream soda. Now, I'm not going to say it's for everyone. But it's pretty tasty and I love the vanilla kick it's got! Pat and I hung out at his place with Jean all evening drinking. I was supposed to meet up with Dan and the newspaper posse and he called me around 9:30 to let me know "well be leaving soon, like, 20 minutes." I told him to call me when he was actually leaving. I then told Pat and Jean "I just need to rest my eyes for a second...just a second...see! I have the phone, I'll wake up, it'll be fine!" And then I drunkenly passed out on their couch. Well, I did wake up when Dan was calling me, which was at 12:30. By that point I just had to tell him "baby, I'm way too tired and drunk to go out and get drinks" to which we all pretty much agreed.
Sunday was a quiet, lazy day. I didn't really do all that much, just hung out at home cleaning mainly. I went to Steph's labor day party Sunday evening, Jean's labor day party Sunday night. Both good, chill. Steph lives in this crazy nice apartment though, so I'm totally going to have to start spending more time there!
Monday was another quiet one. I woke up early with Dan, puttered around the house and then took a nap. Went to Jim's labor day party and then over to Dan's new apartment to help him unpack. I've been very scared to go to his apartment because I pictured this weird hippy commune. It turns out that his room is super nice, I really like it. And his apartment, well, not a hippy commune per se. I think I'm going to refer to it as a mission commune. Final decision on it: the last apartment was way dirtier, but this one might be much scarier.
Well, back to the grind today. Yay LA in two weeks!
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