Crazy weekend happenings, my friends.

Ummm, friday. Oh yes, now I remember. Went to WI and went out drinking. Free drinks were had all night. It was fun. Thats all I really remember.

Saturday, went out with my friend for my birthday, he took me on a moto ride. Went to the fair in Menomonie to pet some adorable baby animals. Ate some really good ribs back at his parent's bar. Went home, got changed, cleaned up, went back to the bar for another night of drinking. At the end of the night, some guy grabbed me around the waist and told me it was time to go and started dragging me out the door. I told him in my most official drunk voice that I wasn't going to leave with him. I went back and started talking to my sister. No more than five minutes later, he tries it again. I was like, bitch, I don't care how drunk I am, I'm not fucking stupid, and I'm not leaving with you. What an asshole. Partied with my bro because he is leaving for three years on sunday.

Sunday. Much sleep. Go out to eat breakie with my sister. Go home. Go to menomonie to get treats for my kitties, end up back at the bar. Get free food cause they love me there. Get to pet a baby pet skunk, she was so cute. She licked my hand. Then went back home. Partied with my bro a little more. Came back to the cities, finally.

All in all, good times, but glad to be back home not partying.