oh st patrick's day...you wily thing, you.

it did not at all go how i thought it would, but it was fun!!
original plan was KFP/KTP/DoDo/G-Force taking a cab to Timmy N's. cab ordered, awaiting arrival, KTP and i split a beer. Marie was still at home 15 min before the cab arrived and she agreed to drop us off herself. huzzah! we arrived about the same time as TB and there was no line! we paid our $5 cover and figured out why there was no line. BECAUSE THEY WERE LETTING EVERY PERSON ON THE EARTH INTO THE BAR. we were standing shoulder to shoulder at the bar waiting to order, KTP got yelled at by a bartender for standing on stools, but hey, it got their attention and we got drinks. so that was cool.

Drink Count for me and KTP at TN: one carbomb, one beer. (plus the 1/2 beer at my house)

which, btw, my beer tasted like skunk. it was nasty. half way through our beer we decided that this aint cutting it. the live music promised by Timmy N's website was nowhere to be found and there was NOWHERE to put more people, let alone a band. so we downed our drinks and headed a block over to lucy's 51. there we met gaby, robbie, and marvin. well, robbie and tyler look like twins basically with the glasses on, and marvin and gary look enough alike (not at all really) that i started calling robbie and marvin bizzarro tyler and bizzarro gary. nobody seemed really amused by that except me. highlights of L51: everyone groping Rey's chest and Marvin going "i need to find a girl, i just felt up a dude". AND the pug dressed like a leprechaun!! heehehe. i took an iphone pic but it's way too dark.

Drink Count for me and KTP at L51: one carbomb, one beer (or was it two?)

the bar was tres crowded (not nearly as bad as TN's, but still). so G and T walked to the liquor store and bought a crap ton of beer, and we all headed back to my apartment. things get hazy then but i know that we drank a lot judging by the beer bottles this morning, we ATTEMPTED to play king's cup, i ragged on robbie's gf for like 20 min while he was sleeping on the floor 3 ft from me. at one point gary went and got carl's jr and when i came downstairs after a brief visit to the bathroom, ALL OF THE FOOD WAS GONE. so bitter. there's also a voice memo for BMG that i have NO memory of recording from 11:37. i thought KTP was down for the count by then, but she's clearly audible on it, so my time line is fuzzy. but it won't email for some reason, i'm still working on that.

anyway. there are large gaps in my memory of the evening but i CLEARLY remember tyler and gary leaving and us going "where's rey"? where indeed. IN MY BED. i don't let people into my room. i KNOW i'm messy. it's my own private hole. nobody else has to live there except me. nobody NEEDS to be in my room, so i haaaaaaate when people see it because it's embarassing and it makes me look gross. which is my own fault. bygones. so not only is rey not allowed in my room, WHY IS HE SLEEPING IN MY BED?!?! so i'm trying to get him out and G&T COME IN TOO TO HELP. and i'm freaking out because i hate people in my room and rey is like 8 trillion pounds. so i finally get g&t out and i'm shaking rey telling him to get out and i swear to god he goes "no, it's fine, bonnie would want it this way". are you kidding me?? eventually he got up and i set him up downstairs. i love my bed. no sharing.

Final Drink Count: hell if i know, shit got crazy

anyhoo. woke up a little spinny with a bit of a woobly tummy, but overall ok. worth it though, it was super fun!