recap
This was one of the most horrifying weekends for me I think I've ever had.
Going to Jake's to meet up with Pfloyd, Chad, Jeff was great. After the original awkward "nice to meet you's" were all out of the way... Going next door to the Waiting Room was a freaking blast as well, meeting up with MarQ, meeting Mick and getting a glimpse of the illustrious Krin. After three beers and two shots, Chrissa and I decided we were getting too drunk and should head back to Iowa.
We stopped at T Henry's because our friends were there, and it started off fine. Afterwards we all decided to go to the Red Onion. Long story short, the night ended with Stacy and Moe causing a big ass scene, busting into my sister's house for no fucking reason, and me being pissed enough and drunk enough to get in two big fucking dudes faces at the bar, almost starting a fight there's no way I could win.
Saturday after all that bullshitting drama, I stayed at home, watched Knight Rider, and fell asleep on the couch at 930.
Sunday, I worked on my squares for my drapes (63 red, 63 black) and had an awesome dinner at my mom's.
Here is what I decided: I am DONE with drinking, unless it's in Omaha with people I know won't be fucking stupid, red neck, hill-williams starting shit to try and get the focus off their own bullshit drama. It's time to revert to old lady for the most part.
A big thanks to everyone at the Waiting Room for making Friday not a COMPLETE loss.
Going to Jake's to meet up with Pfloyd, Chad, Jeff was great. After the original awkward "nice to meet you's" were all out of the way... Going next door to the Waiting Room was a freaking blast as well, meeting up with MarQ, meeting Mick and getting a glimpse of the illustrious Krin. After three beers and two shots, Chrissa and I decided we were getting too drunk and should head back to Iowa.
We stopped at T Henry's because our friends were there, and it started off fine. Afterwards we all decided to go to the Red Onion. Long story short, the night ended with Stacy and Moe causing a big ass scene, busting into my sister's house for no fucking reason, and me being pissed enough and drunk enough to get in two big fucking dudes faces at the bar, almost starting a fight there's no way I could win.
Saturday after all that bullshitting drama, I stayed at home, watched Knight Rider, and fell asleep on the couch at 930.
Sunday, I worked on my squares for my drapes (63 red, 63 black) and had an awesome dinner at my mom's.
Here is what I decided: I am DONE with drinking, unless it's in Omaha with people I know won't be fucking stupid, red neck, hill-williams starting shit to try and get the focus off their own bullshit drama. It's time to revert to old lady for the most part.
A big thanks to everyone at the Waiting Room for making Friday not a COMPLETE loss.