weekend
here i am at work again. this whole night thing really sucks ass. it wouldn't actually be too horrible, except that aaron works days so we have completely opposite schedules. that's the part that really bites. it could be worse though. i could work evenings. holy hell, we'd never see each other. i guess i'll take my 1 to 5 hours in the evening and shut the hell up.
moving on...with the exception of saturday night this past weekend was relatively uneventful. aaron spent friday evening with may since he'd been doing lights all week so i took that opportunity to catch up on some not-so-needed sleep. saturday he had more lights to take down but they're now done. OH HELL YES!!! saturday night though....saturday night was an adventure. sort of last minute we decided to go out dancing so we threw on some nice clothes and headed out. we went to city streets because it's five different clubs in one place and i'd never been before. we really had a blast. somehow, over the course of the night though, i managed to drink one beer, nine whiskey sours, two shots, and part of aarons "just gimme something with citron vodka" drink. there was a time in my life when that would have been just fine. however, i haven't been out in ages and short of beer and wings i have not consumed alchohol in a while. also, i'm 5'7" and weigh about 115. needless to say i ended up spending a bit of quality time with the toilet. you know you don't feel good when you're willing to put your face in the receptacle you regularly piss in. and that's being gentle. fortunately aaron is wonderful and took great care of me so it wasn't as painful as it could have been. today i felt like someone beat the hell out of me and i've got strange bruises all over. the ones on my knees are from my vomitfest, but i can't account for the others. oh well. probably better i didn't know anyway. i slept most of day, simply trying to recouperate. aaron spent the day with may, so he didn't get much recovery time. he wasn't nearly as bad off as i was though. fortunately for him, lol. bad hangovers and three year olds can be a painful combination.
alright, then. i need to get back to sitting on my ass and doing nothing. later. oh yeah...HERE are some pictures. i can only fit three at a time, so i'll have to update regularly.