So, what did you do with your weekend? I just had a whopper!
First on friday I went out dancing. Just me and three other very white girls with very black hair of varying heights and lengths. I did not drink. I had a coke and a bottle of water, at last call I had half a beer that ended up making me want to barf. Who knew exhaustion, hunger, exertion, dehydration and beer all mixed together produce nausea? Okay so I'm a freakin moron, what's your point? Ended up staying up till around 5AM talking about boys.
Saturday, I woke up in time to do some laundry and then start getting ready to go out again. Otis Clay performed at my local with the full band, synchronized back up singers the whole schmear. I was expecting an entertaining if somewhat reserved evening so I dressed up all purdy with stupid high shoes and big boufanty hair cause, well why not? But I did not sit down the entire time he was on stage, I and all my friend danced our asses off. Otis is a real performer, soulful and moving... he made a few people cry. I can't attest to their emotional stability but still, he's that good. By the end of the night us girls were quite literally crippled. Again, I didn't get shit faced! Three drinks all night, I'm so proud of me. (And a couple other people who are also doing VERY well at remaining sober *nudge, nudge*)
Which brings us to today. Now of course I had to wake up early to watch Coronation Street, which I had to listen to on near mute so as not to awaken the passed out ogre-mom on my couch. Back to bed for a nap which was ended by a phone call the gist of which being that I had to get up and ready to be picked up for breakfast in 30 minutes. Now on a good day that wouldn't be too bad however my hair was doing an Amy Winehouse/80's rocker thing and I smelled like a hobo. So I washed myself in the sink like a hooker tied my hair back in a bandana and tumbled out my door. Delicious eggs, coffee and baby cuddling were had by all. What to do now?
So as I've mentioned in a prior blog a roller derby league is just starting out in my area and I want in on it. A certain friend of mine was fairly certain she knew where the practices are being held so I twisted another friends arm into driving us to check it out and sign up and whatever. After jump starting the car we were on our way. After 20-30 minutes of driving out to the middle of nowhere sharing a tall of something (backseat only) we discovered that in fact no, this is not where the league practices... this appears to be a children's day program of some kind. Onward to yet another small farming community in the boonies. After another 30 minutes of driving listening to Neil Diamond at full blast crammed into the backseat with two other people and a snow rake (what the hell is a snow rake?) and a minor motor vehicle collision we realize this is not going to happen. So what do we do? Stop at a bar for a few drinks and some shuffle board. That's right, not a single pinball machine or arcade game in the place just shuffle board...??? Yah, so then I went home and had a bath.
Tomorrow Henry Rollins, wednesday? movie night, friday rollerskating... man my social calendar is just crammed! And yet, no penis... *sigh*
First on friday I went out dancing. Just me and three other very white girls with very black hair of varying heights and lengths. I did not drink. I had a coke and a bottle of water, at last call I had half a beer that ended up making me want to barf. Who knew exhaustion, hunger, exertion, dehydration and beer all mixed together produce nausea? Okay so I'm a freakin moron, what's your point? Ended up staying up till around 5AM talking about boys.
Saturday, I woke up in time to do some laundry and then start getting ready to go out again. Otis Clay performed at my local with the full band, synchronized back up singers the whole schmear. I was expecting an entertaining if somewhat reserved evening so I dressed up all purdy with stupid high shoes and big boufanty hair cause, well why not? But I did not sit down the entire time he was on stage, I and all my friend danced our asses off. Otis is a real performer, soulful and moving... he made a few people cry. I can't attest to their emotional stability but still, he's that good. By the end of the night us girls were quite literally crippled. Again, I didn't get shit faced! Three drinks all night, I'm so proud of me. (And a couple other people who are also doing VERY well at remaining sober *nudge, nudge*)
Which brings us to today. Now of course I had to wake up early to watch Coronation Street, which I had to listen to on near mute so as not to awaken the passed out ogre-mom on my couch. Back to bed for a nap which was ended by a phone call the gist of which being that I had to get up and ready to be picked up for breakfast in 30 minutes. Now on a good day that wouldn't be too bad however my hair was doing an Amy Winehouse/80's rocker thing and I smelled like a hobo. So I washed myself in the sink like a hooker tied my hair back in a bandana and tumbled out my door. Delicious eggs, coffee and baby cuddling were had by all. What to do now?
So as I've mentioned in a prior blog a roller derby league is just starting out in my area and I want in on it. A certain friend of mine was fairly certain she knew where the practices are being held so I twisted another friends arm into driving us to check it out and sign up and whatever. After jump starting the car we were on our way. After 20-30 minutes of driving out to the middle of nowhere sharing a tall of something (backseat only) we discovered that in fact no, this is not where the league practices... this appears to be a children's day program of some kind. Onward to yet another small farming community in the boonies. After another 30 minutes of driving listening to Neil Diamond at full blast crammed into the backseat with two other people and a snow rake (what the hell is a snow rake?) and a minor motor vehicle collision we realize this is not going to happen. So what do we do? Stop at a bar for a few drinks and some shuffle board. That's right, not a single pinball machine or arcade game in the place just shuffle board...??? Yah, so then I went home and had a bath.
Tomorrow Henry Rollins, wednesday? movie night, friday rollerskating... man my social calendar is just crammed! And yet, no penis... *sigh*
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