oh my goodness, i am wicked tired!!!!
scene: mike davis's college graduation party
location: lynchburg, va
none of you probably know mike davis, so the name alone doesn't strike fear into your hearts or make you understand the epic state of my exhaustion any better. 90% of the time, mike davis is a fully functional member of society. he has a respectable job working at a respritory therapist at the uva hopsital. it's the other 10% that is troublesome. mike davis is a semi-professional drinker. about a month ago, he came to columbus, spent nearly $1000 in drinks on all of us in a week and then left everyone in a cloud of dust, with massive liver damage.
since he comes here and treats us all so well, ryan and i decided we would venture down to his party.
we left on friday night at about 6:00. after encountering torrential rains and nasty traffic in west virginia, as well as the worst ihop experience of our lives, we finally made it to the davis' residence at around 4:00am. lame.
there wasn't a lot of room for sleeping seeing as much of mike's family was there for his "special day" as well. ryan and i slept in the sun room off of the kitchen--me on the floor and him on a little love seat seeing as he has hella back pains from the accident. yon about 7:00am, leslie davis (mike's mother) gets up and starts making more noise than anyone ever should when they can see the two people sleeping ten feet away. after she moves every possible thing in the kitchen, she then starts to have a conversation about the "two girls" sleeping in the sun room. she does not recognise ryan as a boy, or even being the boy that she has met several times over the past six odd years she has known him. i guess this means the hormone therapy is going well.
we wake up, the family goes to graduation, ryan and i hang around the hosue for a while the then go shopping......after graduation, at around 2:00, we start drinking with mike. get drunk by about 4:00 and then go take a nap on the grassy hill beside the reception hall where the party is.
there is more drinking and more shots and evidently a couple of keg stands.
on sunday, there is more drinking and more naps and some viewing of "idiocracy" which i evidently fell asleep during, or so i am told.
we got up wicked early today so we could stop in wv and ryan could pay a speeding ticket from his last trip down and so we could get him to work by 4:00, which miraculously, we did. west virginia also offered up several situations where people could not identify his gender. one of them being at the court house where a man walked into the bathroom, looked at ryan, turned around and read the door over again just to make sure he was in the right one.
now, i am at home and ryan is at work. it feels a little odd seeing as how that kid hasn't been more than fifteen feet away from me in the past three days. what is the world coming to? i think i am going to take this week off though because he has a huge order to fill/sew of messenger bags and i will do nothing to facilitate his productivity.
i also need to decide when i am going to stop using "he" and start using "she" to refer.
that's just the shell outline of my weekend too....ugh! work tomorrow is going to be oh so lame!
so, what did everyone else do for their weekend?
scene: mike davis's college graduation party
location: lynchburg, va
none of you probably know mike davis, so the name alone doesn't strike fear into your hearts or make you understand the epic state of my exhaustion any better. 90% of the time, mike davis is a fully functional member of society. he has a respectable job working at a respritory therapist at the uva hopsital. it's the other 10% that is troublesome. mike davis is a semi-professional drinker. about a month ago, he came to columbus, spent nearly $1000 in drinks on all of us in a week and then left everyone in a cloud of dust, with massive liver damage.
since he comes here and treats us all so well, ryan and i decided we would venture down to his party.
we left on friday night at about 6:00. after encountering torrential rains and nasty traffic in west virginia, as well as the worst ihop experience of our lives, we finally made it to the davis' residence at around 4:00am. lame.
there wasn't a lot of room for sleeping seeing as much of mike's family was there for his "special day" as well. ryan and i slept in the sun room off of the kitchen--me on the floor and him on a little love seat seeing as he has hella back pains from the accident. yon about 7:00am, leslie davis (mike's mother) gets up and starts making more noise than anyone ever should when they can see the two people sleeping ten feet away. after she moves every possible thing in the kitchen, she then starts to have a conversation about the "two girls" sleeping in the sun room. she does not recognise ryan as a boy, or even being the boy that she has met several times over the past six odd years she has known him. i guess this means the hormone therapy is going well.
we wake up, the family goes to graduation, ryan and i hang around the hosue for a while the then go shopping......after graduation, at around 2:00, we start drinking with mike. get drunk by about 4:00 and then go take a nap on the grassy hill beside the reception hall where the party is.
there is more drinking and more shots and evidently a couple of keg stands.
on sunday, there is more drinking and more naps and some viewing of "idiocracy" which i evidently fell asleep during, or so i am told.
we got up wicked early today so we could stop in wv and ryan could pay a speeding ticket from his last trip down and so we could get him to work by 4:00, which miraculously, we did. west virginia also offered up several situations where people could not identify his gender. one of them being at the court house where a man walked into the bathroom, looked at ryan, turned around and read the door over again just to make sure he was in the right one.
now, i am at home and ryan is at work. it feels a little odd seeing as how that kid hasn't been more than fifteen feet away from me in the past three days. what is the world coming to? i think i am going to take this week off though because he has a huge order to fill/sew of messenger bags and i will do nothing to facilitate his productivity.
i also need to decide when i am going to stop using "he" and start using "she" to refer.
that's just the shell outline of my weekend too....ugh! work tomorrow is going to be oh so lame!
so, what did everyone else do for their weekend?
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damn double posts