Monday, November 15, 2010

Way to go, way to flip off everyone I steal your thunder then I try to bolt But I could stand a little pity now and then

I'm soooooo not 21 anymore:(

How is it I used to be able to go out every night of the weekend until 3 or 4 am, while consuming copious quantities of alcohol, and still be able to work the next day? Granted, it was with a nasty hangover, but still, I did it. Fast forward to this past weekend, when I worked all day Saturday, went out to the club, where I quit drinking at midnight and drank water the rest of the night, was in bed by 3 am, and when my alarm went off at 7 am I truly felt as though I would die. And the feeling of a slow and painful death followed me through the entire day.

Oh well. I survived.

I find it amazing that people actually go to bars to meet people. I mean really... the guys at the bars have not changed a bit. Case in point: As I was walking across the dance floor from the bar back to where my friends were standing, some totally random guy grabs me and starts grinding against my ass. Lovely. That's a great way to introduce yourself to someone. Will this eventually devolve further to the point we just sniff eachother's butts by way of greeting? So after I extricated myself from that particular gentleman, I had a few minutes of downtime before I felt a clammy hand on my arm. After I pulled my arm away once, clammy hand reappeared, this time on my waist. So I turn around and some guy is like right in my face staring at me. Creepy... Is this something that really works on other women?

Actually, I bet it does, if we're judging by the number of women who feel the need to wear micromini's and no underwear (I saw an alarming amount of cooter Saturday night. Amnesia would be pretty nifty right now...) It makes me wonder about the type of gene pool that is being created by bar-hookups.

Yikes. Scary thought...

So going to visit bff in hospital today. She had a sudden intense pain on Thursday, and by Friday she was in the hospital having tests run. Turns out she had a baseball-sized mass on her ovary and had to have emergency surgery to remove it. She has to be in the hospital for at least 3 days, so my plan is to bring her Twilight to read, so I can get her hooked on it and turn her into another Twihard like the rest of my friends.

Mwa ha ha ha ha ha...

*Volcano Girls - Veruca Salt*


  1. Although I no longer get out to the bar, I can only imagine how almost non existent the clothing probably is. Especially since there is an amazing amount of women who feel it is appropriate to wear minis and almost nipple baring tops to do their shopping at the mall!! If I wanted to see boobs I would take off my top and look in the mirror.

  2. seriously... boobs I can handle. I just don't want to witness a wardrobe malfunction that enables me to see someone's C U Next Tuesday...