Day 20: Drunken birthday shenanigans.

So if last night's post was any clue as to how my night went, I hope you can forgive me for it being late haha. I went out with a bunch of friends for a mutual friend's birthday, and it was just a mess from the start. We started at Buffalo Wild Wings, and I was the last to get there because I suck and forgot which day we were going. By the time I got there, the birthday boy was already completely plastered. Like having trouble walking, slurring words, not being able to focus on someone who was talking to him, etc. He actually ended up getting kicked out because he was too drunk and it was a "family establishment" and they didn't want him disturbing the other groups there.

I have a mini rant about this, actually. First off, yes it is a restaurant, but BWW is billed as a SPORTS BAR. Sports. Bar. People get loud and drunk and rowdy, and that's just the atmosphere of the place, especially after 9pm. There was a family that came in around 10pm with a toddler that couldn't have been more than 2 1/2. YOU DON'T DO THAT. And then the waitstaff had the nerve to put that group two tables over from us when they knew full well the situation at hand and had been experiencing the drunken state of a few of our group all night. I just don't get it.

Anyway. Somehow I got saddled with the bulk of actually helping him get out of there. To give you an idea of the scenario, Drew (who was the birthday boy) is just about 6'2", and he's a former Marine. He is very slim, but very well built in his upper body. I'm 5'6" and not the tiniest person in the world, and I have very little upper body strength. Drew had his arm draped over my shoulders, and I was literally trying my hardest to guide him out without him falling over. After getting him out of the place and into the car, once we got to the apartment, we had to get him up 3 flights of stairs. I really don't even know how we managed. As soon as we got him inside and onto the couch, he passed out cold. That left the rest of us to sit around and have a few more drinks before heading home.

So. That was my night haha.


Days until Wrockstock: 8. Turns out I really can't count and I've been a day off all month. Oops?
Album of the day: Dirty Work, All Time Low

Day 19: I am drunk.

It's still Wednesday the 18th somewhere. I just got home from a friend's birthday night out, and let me tell you I am quite drunk. I've found out lately that I can't drink rum like I used to be able to because it messes with my stomach more than I'd like it to. So I've switched to drinking whiskey which can be kind of dangerous for me. I don't feel like it has any effect on me while I'm drinking it, but once I stop it hits and it hits me HARD. So. That has been my night. I'm sorry this is late, but I really wasn't planning on staying out this late. Shit happens though. I had a good night, and that's all that matters.


Days until Wrockstock. 10. I think.
Album of the day: MTV Unplugged, Dashboard Confessional

Day 18: We're what you call 'experts'

I have 6 minutes to write this blog. Heeeeere we go. I'm gonna be honest, I have done nothing productive today. I had today off, so I slept in super late. After being sick for the better part of about 5 days and not being able to sleep more than 2 hours at a time because I couldn't stop coughing, I really needed to catch up on sleep and I definitely did just that. I didn't wake up until around 130pm which is a bit ridiculous. I spent most of the afternoon watching Mythbusters on Netflix, then watched Dancing with the Stars results and Body of Proof as they aired, and just watched another episode of Mythbusters before I realized it was almost midnight and I still didn't have a blog post up. Oops.

I did re-dye my hair today. The purple had faded really strange, and it was bothering me. The bottom half of it was still purple, but the closer it got to the roots it faded to a blueish green and it was just weird. It didn't look horrible though. So I took care of that mainly because I'm going out tomorrow after work to pick up job applications and start looking for a second job. Now that we have everything sorted out at work, I really like it there again. But my hours have been shot to hell and I can't survive on that so I have to find something to help out.


Days until Wrockstock: 11. And I have both flights booked now! Woooo!
Album of the day: Once again, nothing. Sorry.

Day 17: Wooo coffee

It's Monday, which means the first night Dancing with the Stars is on. AND IT'S 80'S WEEK. I LOVE IT. Even though I'm not a fan of a few of the couples left, there is no doubt in my mind it will be nothing short of ridiculously entertaining.

I tried something new at Starbucks today, and I'm in love for now. Vanilla soy latte with raspberry. Even with as much as I love coffee, I can barely finish a venti drink unless it's something iced. But I'm pretty sure I could down a venti one of these and still want more. SO. GOOD. At least for now haha.

So when I went up to Mackinac a few weeks ago, I bought a bunch of postcards and kind of forgot about them until earlier this evening when I emptied out the bag of stuff I brought home. I have probably about 6 too many, so if anyone out there wants one let me know! I'm usually horrible about sending stuff out through the mail, but I have tomorrow off and I PROMISE that I will send them out tomorrow if you let me know ASAP. And Joella, if you're reading this, I WILL send out your CD tomorrow. I'm such a failure at this haha. On that note. If you want a postcard AND a mix CD, let me know and I'll make it happen.



Days until Wrockstock: 12
Album of the day: Homesick, A Day to Remember

Day16: This is a title.

I started typing up a HUGE post about the woes of working in retail, but every time I think I'm ready to publish it I think of about 5 more bullet points to add in. So that entry has been saved and is waiting for tomorrow, or Tuesday.

SO. Is anyone doing NaNoWriMo this year? I haven't decided yet if I'm going to. I've done it the past 3 years, and I haven't even come close to hitting the 50,000 word mark. November is always a ridiculously busy month for me. The last two years have had Wrockstock the first weekend, and the second half of the month is when it really starts getting busy at work. I don't know. I love doing it, but I feel like such a failure when I don't finish it. Which has been the last 3 years. I haven't even been able to come up with any decent plot lines or character backgrounds or anything yet. I was tossing around the idea of either revamping last year's story and expanding on it, or continuing another project that I started a few months ago. We'll see what happens I guess. I have 2 weeks to figure it out haha.


Days until Wrockstock: 12. Seriously though, who wants to buy my plane tickets for me?
Album of the day: The Places You Have Come to Fear the Most, Dashboard Confessional

Day 15

I'm definitely on the way to getting better. I managed to eat solid food today for the first time since Tuesday, so that's a step in the right direction! On the down side, I still can't stop coughing. Blech. This is gonna be all you get tonight, sorry guys. I'm running short on brain waves and I need sleep since I have to get up at 730am tomorrow. Again...blech.


Days until Wrockstock: 13. And I still need a plane ticket there. Yikes.
Album of the day: You're No Angel, Underscore

Day 14: Still sick.

3 days of eating nothing but chicken noodle soup is quite enough, thank you. I'm craving solid food like you wouldn't believe. On the plus side, I can swallow without hating the world now. So that's good. Also, feel free to insert the appropriate TWSS jokes wherever applicable as my dad has already taken to that. So. Yeah.

My day consisted of staying curled up in bed watching Buffy, only venturing to the kitchen between episodes for more tea or water. And that's it. I can't really say I'm crawling into bed now since I haven't left it all day, but I should probably shut my laptop down and go to sleep sometime soon since I have to go back to work tomorrow and I'd like to be at least slightly rested for that.


Days until Wrockstock: 14. And I still have to buy plane tickets. Oops?
Album of the day: Uhhh there isn't one. I haven't even opened iTunes today. *gasp*