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well, it was pretty much the best night in a very long time, if not ever [of course the debauched weekend in oneonta doesn't count. that was the best WEEKEND of my life]. after screaming along to avenged sevenfold's "bat country" the entire way down, beck and i went to some bar in caldwell with some people she worked with at spencer and other random people who showed up. so it ended up being me, beck, jessica, jessica's brother nick, their friend jock, marie, marie's friend paola, jessica's friend jayme and jayme's boyfriend rob. we walk in and possibly the hottest guy is sitting at the bar. he was about 62, mostly bald, barring hair that resembled 70's porn vagina bush and earplugs. what a hottie. we had to move to the other side of the bar, because all the ladies were getting turned on by this guy. or because we were originally near the door and it was fucking cold last night.
so we find out that there was some metal cover band playing that night around 11, so we all got good and tanked before they came on. after 4 vodka and cranberries [made with absolut, not some sketchy mr boston gallon jug vodka] and 2 shots of sambuca, i was ready to party. i lie. i was ready to party when i got in beck's car. marie and paola were being anti-social whorebeasts at the bar, so the rest of us decided to rock out together. and oh we rocked out hard. there was some dancing, scaring the other people around us, screaming along to the songs and lots of hugging and trying to talk between songs. there was definitely some gropage going on, but it was with beck, who i was going home with anyway. still, it was pretty hot. we cemented our relationship last night as best friends for real for life. i know i said it to her more than one [and i made her top moments of the night with my drunken realsations]. jayme is awesome. like so awesome it hurts me to even think otherwise. she's great. ANDDDDDDD she's a fag hag. oh snaps.
after more rocking out, we decided it was time to head to the diner because the bar was closing and we needed something to soak up the booze that wasn't sweated out by our manic dancing. the diner was great. GREAT! everyone met up there and let's just say, you could tell we were all drunk. some kid in the booth behind us was saying how his armpits smelt like garlic and jock agreed, saying his smelt the same. i didn't smell them, so i can't verify that information. then jayme started screaming about how she wanted her english muffin pizza NOW! great conversation ensued, we chowed down and busted out.
earlier in the night, i decided that i didn't want to go to work tomorrow so i was going to go home with somebody, anybody. that was my pick up line "i don't wanna go to work tomorrow, can you help me out with that? *insert winky face here*" i came home alone, but didn't go to work. hahahahaha.
so yeah, that's a summation of my night. there were drunk dials/texts as well. so i hope those that got them, enjoyed them as much as i did sending them. OH! and my hair was complimented more times than i can count. that's right, my indie upsidedowninsideout mullet was the star of the night.
that is all.