Boy oh boy oh man oh boy... I was an ANIMAL this weekend! I was a bad girl, yes, but it was nothing a day in bed would not take care of. I'd left work a little early on Friday so that we could get a little bit of a head start. Yea right. Melanie, Tyra and I can't seem to grasp the concept of time constraints. Whatsoever. So a trip that normally takes about four hours took SEVEN AND A HALF in the horrid LA traffic. Good GAWD it was tedious toward the end. It even snowed through part of the drive. The three of us were sitting all stiff and nervous through it because of all the reckless traffic whizzing around us. It's like come ON people, what is your fucking hurry??!! I really don't understand the dumbasses who are completely and totally oblivious to the road conditions.
We finally arrived at 11:00 p.m., kicked off our shoes and kicked off the partying. Lots of snacking, drinking, smoking, music and movies. I suprised myself in that I was able to actually stay awake for three more hours that night. From the way I was feeling on the last leg of the drive, I thought I'd be out after a few beers. Nnnnnope. Melanie's cousin and his roommates were fantastic hosts and kept us entertained.
The next morning we rolled outta bed just before Melanie's bowling tournament at noon. It was at the New Orleans hotel. Tyra and I watched some of the bowling and then headed down to the slots where I lost $40 and Tyra WON $250. It sucks to sit next to a winner. Even if ya are happy for them, it's always nice to win something. I'm gonna whine now...*sigh* I NEEeeeeeeeeever win ANYthing!! WAHHH!!! (scroll down from this entry and go to Warcrygirl's Feb 22nd entry, where you can vote for ME to win duh button!!) *hint* *hint* The slots lost their zeal in the first hour we played. At least we had some beer though. Mighty expensive beer. So after about an hour and a half of brain numbing slots (doodle-dee-doodle-dee-ring-ring-rint-ring-doodle-dee...those things make such annoying sounds), beers and cigarettes we went back to the bowling tournament and watched Melanie finish up.
After bowling it was home to change and go out for a night on the town. YEA!! Night on the moh-fukken town in VEGAS maaaaaan!!!! *ahem* We played pool. Melanie's cousin was out and so we went out with his two roommates and played pool. All of us were tired of the strip so we made it a whatever night. And whatever is just what we did. It included much more drinking and smoking...then back to the house for more of the same and some games of dominos and cards. All fucking night long. Oh yes, and how can I forget to mention that I started acting like a total ass... I didn't drink so much (I usually monitor myself quite well so that I can continue to drink and not pass out in a pile o' puke, proud drunk that I am) that I don't remember what went down with my bad self. I should say, with my bad JACKASS self. Ya see, they had this chair with wheels and this stool with wheels. I look at those things and think immediately, "Entertainment!" So I sat down on that wheelie chair, put my feet up on that wheelie stool and proceeded to scoot myself, caterpillar style, all over the room. Over and over again. Melanie got it on camera. In all my glory. After that I got a pen and paper and doodled the night away. I wish I would have brought those pictures home, some of them were insane! I have no idea what time I finally passed out on the couch, but it was after daylight.
We only got to rest a little bit on Sunday before we had to get on the road. Melanie had been smart and gone to bed BEFORE daybreak because she had one more bowling game that morning. Plus she was the one who was to drive us all home, bless her heart. I tell ya, I had forgotten the meaning of complete and total exhaustion...I mean COMPLETE and TOTAL, man. The drive home was misery as I'm terrible at sleeping in the car. Sure, I got a few winks in...but I couldn't get my head comfortable. Thirty-five pillow positions later, I give up and stay (sorta) awake to keep Melanie company. Tyra was out in the backseat almost the entire time.
I guess that's about it. Nothing too terribly exciting, but fun nontheless. I already talked about Monday...there really wasn't much to say. I slept. And missed Ron. Okay, I'm out for now...gotta finish my work so I can go shopping on the way home.
Warm cuddly pubbles to ya...
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