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Friday, December 31, 2004
Sunday, December 19, 2004
I, wanna rock and roll all night, and party everyday...
This weekend is in the process of being crazy. 3 parties. The first was an office party at the Ohare Hyatt. Well, in the first 2-3 hours, I had 10+ whisky cokes(open bar). I proceded to do the electric slide, that cha-cha song where they tell you exactly what to do, I let certain salesmen know that I respected them, I told one she was beautiful(she was), and of course, I did the worm. For those of you who don't know, the worm is where you lay on the ground, and flop around like a dead fish, and people think its neato spiff. Well afterwards, the mexicans who work in the warehouse told me I was "the man" and one bowed to me. So after that started to wind down, it was time to go up to the suite. Beer. Beer, beer, beer. There was a lot of beer. Somehow, I deemed myself bathroom bouncer, because that was where the beer was, and people had to go. Well the night went on, with more beer and some Jaegerbombs. Then, approx. 4-5 in the morning, I tell my good friends that I am no longer able to stand, so they carried me back to my room. Once there, I crashed on the bed. Fast forward ahead about 9 hours, and I wake up. I am on a pillow covered in puke, on a bed covered with puke, next to a trash can filled with puke. I get up, realize it is WAY past check out time, call what I thought was my ride, but I may have imagined it(i dont think I did), and they were in wisconsin. So I wake up Anh, and ask him if he'll drive me home. Long story short(too late) I got home.
And so starts the story of the next party. My parents throw a shindig every year for their friends and co workers. I got home about 330, 4, and I had to help them clean up. At this point, I realize that I am still drunk. Not good. So I'm doing my best not to fall over, and make it through the party. Then I went to a Led Zepplin tribute band in libertyville. They actually did a good job, but the room started to smell like my puke, so we left. Fast forward to today.
I "woke up" at noon to start watching the bears game to me. I almost made it to half time before I crashed again. I woke up at 4. Whatever thats cool. I have one more party tonight. I don't even know the person whos throwing it. One of Steve's friends. Its alchohol free though, so I should be good. I'm still really tired though. Oh well. Nothing else to say. If I don't write until then, happy holidays, except for bill, who i say happy hanukah right now. SO...comment cause its cool
This weekend is in the process of being crazy. 3 parties. The first was an office party at the Ohare Hyatt. Well, in the first 2-3 hours, I had 10+ whisky cokes(open bar). I proceded to do the electric slide, that cha-cha song where they tell you exactly what to do, I let certain salesmen know that I respected them, I told one she was beautiful(she was), and of course, I did the worm. For those of you who don't know, the worm is where you lay on the ground, and flop around like a dead fish, and people think its neato spiff. Well afterwards, the mexicans who work in the warehouse told me I was "the man" and one bowed to me. So after that started to wind down, it was time to go up to the suite. Beer. Beer, beer, beer. There was a lot of beer. Somehow, I deemed myself bathroom bouncer, because that was where the beer was, and people had to go. Well the night went on, with more beer and some Jaegerbombs. Then, approx. 4-5 in the morning, I tell my good friends that I am no longer able to stand, so they carried me back to my room. Once there, I crashed on the bed. Fast forward ahead about 9 hours, and I wake up. I am on a pillow covered in puke, on a bed covered with puke, next to a trash can filled with puke. I get up, realize it is WAY past check out time, call what I thought was my ride, but I may have imagined it(i dont think I did), and they were in wisconsin. So I wake up Anh, and ask him if he'll drive me home. Long story short(too late) I got home.
And so starts the story of the next party. My parents throw a shindig every year for their friends and co workers. I got home about 330, 4, and I had to help them clean up. At this point, I realize that I am still drunk. Not good. So I'm doing my best not to fall over, and make it through the party. Then I went to a Led Zepplin tribute band in libertyville. They actually did a good job, but the room started to smell like my puke, so we left. Fast forward to today.
I "woke up" at noon to start watching the bears game to me. I almost made it to half time before I crashed again. I woke up at 4. Whatever thats cool. I have one more party tonight. I don't even know the person whos throwing it. One of Steve's friends. Its alchohol free though, so I should be good. I'm still really tired though. Oh well. Nothing else to say. If I don't write until then, happy holidays, except for bill, who i say happy hanukah right now. SO...comment cause its cool
Saturday, December 11, 2004
PUPPIES! THEY'RE CUTE, CUDDLY, AND MAKE WOMEN LIKE ME...wait scratch that last part...ummmmm...any way, I'm going to trry to enter pics of my dogs, in age order. They are maggie, KC, and , of course, Goober. I put a picture of myself at the end, so you can see how big goober has gotten. And also, Cause I think this whole picture thing is neeto-spiff.
Tuesday, December 07, 2004
Monday, December 06, 2004
You're loosin' all your highs and lows ,Ain't it funny how the feeling goes away?
So I'm back...with a vengance. Haven't posted in awhile. Sorry Dawn(you're the only one who reads this anyway) I went bowling yesterday, and I got a turkey(three strikes in a row). Now technically, I didn't, but the scoring sytem was all funked up. You could not possibly score less than an 8 during our last game, and it only registered the first pin, and one of the ones in the next row. Ergo, if you only hit the first three, you still got a strike. w00t.
I gotta move the crap out of my house. I would like to clarify that by saying I do not need to physically move things from my house, but that I need to move out of my parents residence. It sucks...balls...of goaTS...that sweat alot...and have some kind of STD...and are gay. So if anyone wants to buy me a house somewhere around northern chicago so I can keep my job, I'd love it. if you can't afford a house, you can just pay my rent. I don't know why I'm acting like someone else reads this dawn, 'cause I know you cant afford either right now(only cause you're selfish ;)) Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm thats it.....I win
p.s. if your not dawn and reading this...leave a note...YAY...and if you are asshat...each it and I
So I'm back...with a vengance. Haven't posted in awhile. Sorry Dawn(you're the only one who reads this anyway) I went bowling yesterday, and I got a turkey(three strikes in a row). Now technically, I didn't, but the scoring sytem was all funked up. You could not possibly score less than an 8 during our last game, and it only registered the first pin, and one of the ones in the next row. Ergo, if you only hit the first three, you still got a strike. w00t.
I gotta move the crap out of my house. I would like to clarify that by saying I do not need to physically move things from my house, but that I need to move out of my parents residence. It sucks...balls...of goaTS...that sweat alot...and have some kind of STD...and are gay. So if anyone wants to buy me a house somewhere around northern chicago so I can keep my job, I'd love it. if you can't afford a house, you can just pay my rent. I don't know why I'm acting like someone else reads this dawn, 'cause I know you cant afford either right now(only cause you're selfish ;)) Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm thats it.....I win
p.s. if your not dawn and reading this...leave a note...YAY...and if you are asshat...each it and I