This is your life

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

posted by TFK @ 4:38 PM