So, last night was a good friend's birthday party. It started off ok, being we got this cool-ass silo looking private room at Ruth's Chris in Old Town Pasadena. After that we went to a Mexican place to meet up with the waitress at Ruth's Chris who decided to join our little tribe. The place had super strong margaritas and a super terrible jukebox full of Rolling Stones for some reason. Then some drama happend with much anger and crying between the birthday girl and one of our friends, though I wasn't involved. Thank god. For once.
Then it was back to their place for the sobering, at which point I called trixel for like two hours and yammered in drunken reverie. Though in truth I couldn't have been that drunk because I remember most of what I told her. And truth be told I knew she was having a crappy day, and what could be more engaging then your drunken fiancee keeping you up till 4am pondering the mysteries of the hot waitresses vagina.
Anyway, drama round 2 happened between the birthday girl and her brother and the aforementioned hot waitress who's vag the brother was looking to take (and she was looking to give)...even as he was bemoaning his current girlfriend. Yeah, there's a lot of details I'm missing, but let's just say it didn't work out so well for anyone. The siblings got into a messy argument over the liberities taken in requesting the guest room for drunken waitress vag. The drunken waitress and her vag got pissed off and left in a huge huff and la-di-da another birthday that will go down in the record books of bad birthdays.
Today was spent nursing a headache that started off mild hangoever but just decided to go full bore into stress/tension since it was there. But at least I spent too much money yesterday.
I think I'm off to Harry's to write some more of this darn script I'm working on. Nothing like coffee and pie at 2am to fuel the creative juices. 
Then it was back to their place for the sobering, at which point I called trixel for like two hours and yammered in drunken reverie. Though in truth I couldn't have been that drunk because I remember most of what I told her. And truth be told I knew she was having a crappy day, and what could be more engaging then your drunken fiancee keeping you up till 4am pondering the mysteries of the hot waitresses vagina.
Anyway, drama round 2 happened between the birthday girl and her brother and the aforementioned hot waitress who's vag the brother was looking to take (and she was looking to give)...even as he was bemoaning his current girlfriend. Yeah, there's a lot of details I'm missing, but let's just say it didn't work out so well for anyone. The siblings got into a messy argument over the liberities taken in requesting the guest room for drunken waitress vag. The drunken waitress and her vag got pissed off and left in a huge huff and la-di-da another birthday that will go down in the record books of bad birthdays.
Today was spent nursing a headache that started off mild hangoever but just decided to go full bore into stress/tension since it was there. But at least I spent too much money yesterday.
I think I'm off to Harry's to write some more of this darn script I'm working on. Nothing like coffee and pie at 2am to fuel the creative juices. VIEW 7 of 7 COMMENTS
guitarsnglasses:
Nothing like coffee and pie for the creative juices. 
trixel:
You know, I was just thinking, whatever happened to the surly and stuffed lambs in Target seasonal aisle photos? Hmmm?