Pushing the Limit
I have been going to bed at 3 in the morning three days in a row.
Thursday: What started innocently as a "Dinner @ Zorba's" turned into an all night game of asshole. Don't get me wrong, it was fun and all. But I had a rough time getting up in the morning, especially since Mags and Nevin didn't really need to get up because they have no fucking job to go to. JB, you're cool because you had to get up earlier than I did. Peace, man!
Friday: End of Season Kickball Party, duh! Last chance for the kickballers to get lei'd! Woohooooooo! I already knew I got two awards. I just couldn't understand why I got the ones that I did. Well, kinda. Prilla as the weakest post-yak performer is a no brainer. The minute I yak, I'm pretty much done for the night. So there. But female drunk of the division?? Side by side with legendary Maggie Harrison and Cara Cox??? No way! I am so honored!
Of course, as usual, I had a great time. Tim Connell and Petra showed up so I got to hang out with them for a little bit. Petra is such a cool gal! She'd be an awesome person to hang out with. Played pool with Mags, Matt, and Becker till Freeze kicked us out (literaly). I pretty much sucked at pool, but for some reason I managed to get the 8-ball in. Woohoo!
Saturday: I actually managed a 4.5 hour nap before Whit's Burn Down the House party. Let me tell you how good it was...*silence* Yeah, it was that good! I actually had to drag my lazy ass out of bed and kinda force myself to get ready for the night.
Drove to Whit's and everybody's pretty much there. When I walked in, Frank and Mags are having this conversation in the dining room. Ugh...*awkward*!!! But that's because I kinda know what's going on. But I would've kicked myself in the head if I could because I don't really want to know anything. I guess I know a little too much; I had this weird-ass dream last night and Frank was in it! There was horse carriages, an old castle with stone fireplace...creepy!
But anywhoo, we were pretty much on schedule like any other kickball nights. 30 rounds of flipcup with an addition of water gun war. I was s-o-a-k-e-d!!! Denise, either wasted or just thought it was pretty funny, took a full cup of water and poured it down my pants, smack-dab in the middle. It really look like I had some serious bladder-control problem. Some people, like Tim and Little Petey, took it too far though. They kept squirting at me the whole night, kinda pissed me off.
Of course the night ended with Pass the Pitcher. I did not drink much at all, mainly because the beer was nasty. It was not cold, and it was just...blah! Becker was sitting next to me and everytime the pitcher came, he said, "Just sip it." I was like, ugh, you don't really need to tell me. This shit is nasty! But, as always, I had a great time (yeah, do I ever not???).
More parties lined up for next week! Yeah, bring it!!
Thursday: What started innocently as a "Dinner @ Zorba's" turned into an all night game of asshole. Don't get me wrong, it was fun and all. But I had a rough time getting up in the morning, especially since Mags and Nevin didn't really need to get up because they have no fucking job to go to. JB, you're cool because you had to get up earlier than I did. Peace, man!
Friday: End of Season Kickball Party, duh! Last chance for the kickballers to get lei'd! Woohooooooo! I already knew I got two awards. I just couldn't understand why I got the ones that I did. Well, kinda. Prilla as the weakest post-yak performer is a no brainer. The minute I yak, I'm pretty much done for the night. So there. But female drunk of the division?? Side by side with legendary Maggie Harrison and Cara Cox??? No way! I am so honored!
Of course, as usual, I had a great time. Tim Connell and Petra showed up so I got to hang out with them for a little bit. Petra is such a cool gal! She'd be an awesome person to hang out with. Played pool with Mags, Matt, and Becker till Freeze kicked us out (literaly). I pretty much sucked at pool, but for some reason I managed to get the 8-ball in. Woohoo!
Saturday: I actually managed a 4.5 hour nap before Whit's Burn Down the House party. Let me tell you how good it was...*silence* Yeah, it was that good! I actually had to drag my lazy ass out of bed and kinda force myself to get ready for the night.
Drove to Whit's and everybody's pretty much there. When I walked in, Frank and Mags are having this conversation in the dining room. Ugh...*awkward*!!! But that's because I kinda know what's going on. But I would've kicked myself in the head if I could because I don't really want to know anything. I guess I know a little too much; I had this weird-ass dream last night and Frank was in it! There was horse carriages, an old castle with stone fireplace...creepy!
But anywhoo, we were pretty much on schedule like any other kickball nights. 30 rounds of flipcup with an addition of water gun war. I was s-o-a-k-e-d!!! Denise, either wasted or just thought it was pretty funny, took a full cup of water and poured it down my pants, smack-dab in the middle. It really look like I had some serious bladder-control problem. Some people, like Tim and Little Petey, took it too far though. They kept squirting at me the whole night, kinda pissed me off.
Of course the night ended with Pass the Pitcher. I did not drink much at all, mainly because the beer was nasty. It was not cold, and it was just...blah! Becker was sitting next to me and everytime the pitcher came, he said, "Just sip it." I was like, ugh, you don't really need to tell me. This shit is nasty! But, as always, I had a great time (yeah, do I ever not???).
More parties lined up for next week! Yeah, bring it!!
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