Weekend Update

I am finally emerging from a day-long hangover and a weekend where much damage was done to my liver.  Because I just ate half of a cheese pizza and some jalapeno poppers, combined with the slight buzz I’ve had going on all day, I’ll make this brief.

Friday:

• Enjoyed happy hour margaritas and $2.99 beef tacos.  Was confused as to why a baby in a stroller was perched next to me at the bar.
• Went to another bar, had a beer.  Text my old fuck buddy.
• Met up with some friends at bar number three for the night.  Had a vodka tonic. Was wasted.
• Home in bed at 10:30.  Fuck buddy text me his whereabouts.  I pass out.

Saturday:

• Slightly hungover, but went for a short run and felt better.
• Spent an enormous amount of money at the mall.
• Ate Chik-fil-A and almost had an orgasm.
• Made some pasta that called for wine; drank most of the wine.
• Continued drinking at a bar with a friend.
• Shook my booty at another bar.  Drank some more.
• Met a cute guy. 
• Grinded on cute guy for approximately three hours. 
• Still drinking…
• Stagger to cute guy’s apartment.  Use his bathroom (it was clean).
• Sit on cute guy’s couch.  Talk about things I can’t remember now.
• End up straddling and kissing cute guy.
• Hungry for a meatball sandwich.
• Cute guy drives me home.  We get lost. I’m still hungry.
• Text back and forth with cute guy until I pass out.

Sunday:

• Hungover as shit.
• Watch Nights in Rodanthe.  Cry.
• Sleep.
• Eat pizza and jalapeno poppers.
• Shop in my friend’s closet.
• Text with cute guy, who inquired about a date this week.

All of this drinking has been somewhat productive.  I have some great new ideas for this little blog, and I will put them into action once I sober up.  Let’s hope that’s soon.

~ by citygal on May 9, 2010.