So occasionally I drink, right?

If you were reading this blog around a year or 2 ago, you’d have read a string of drinky drunk bloggings by yours truly that would have implied that I may have a drinking problem. I don’t have a drinking problem, but it really might have appeared so.

I haven’t really been drinking alot at all as of late due to my dislike of hang overs. Eventually you wake up one morning and go, “Uh, why did I do this to myself?” Then around the 67th time you ask this question you decide that maybe you should stop. Then around the 189th time after you decided you should stop you actually make a concerted attempt to infact do so.

I say all of this to say I was off the sauce for a while.

I was still drinking beer, but because of the 50 year old Jamaican that taught me how to drink(no lie) beer is like a soft drink to me. I can drink it pretty much non stop with out any repercusions besides just feeling bloated. But I definitely was saying no to the hard stuff. That was until last night.

Last night was a home coming of sorts for me. Not only did I start drinking hard liquor again, I decided to go back to my drink of choice. Thats right, I broke out the Grey Goose and Pineapple people. For a while I had leaned towards the Long Island Ice Teas, but that really is a “I don’t want to remember this evening” type of drink. Grey Goose & Pineapple says “Hey, I know my vodka’s and I like something a bit tropical.” So it was all good.

And yes, we were at Sin Sin, because my peoples and I are really too lazy to find a new club. We know security, we know door staff and we know bartenders. Looks like we aren’t going anywhere.

The problem is that we KNOW the fricken bartenders. I’ve known Kevin(Part Owner/Part-time bartendar) for years now. He’s going to hook me up. No weak drinks here. Buy backs? Yes please. So I was swimming in the vodka.

And then he returned. That’s right. DANCING ELON. (example 1, 2 and…well go find them yourselves)

I don’t know exactly when he made his appearance, because I remember saying to Fahnon that I’m not in the mood and I don’t know why. Then I remember an unattractive young lady saying stuff to me and trying to get me to dance, and F.Bennett saved me(Thank God) but then it goes hazy, then I remember dancing with some 6 foot blonde amazon. I went from 0 to disco fever in like 60 seconds, or 6 drinks, which ever way you prefer to count it. I was on dancing fire. I danced with a myriad of women which, I always find strange because when I’m sober I always can tell that the women don’t want to dance, but soon as I’m drinking some how they end up dancing with me. That problaby means I can’t read women at all which really? Not that big of a surprise.

I end up losing my phone, forcing fahnon to go get me a cheeseburger, and loosing like 2 and a half hours of time. Fahnon drops me off at my house at around 5:30am. I end up in bed around 8am. The Girl just assumed I was out partying(and was none too pleased about that I might add) till some crazy hour of the morning. I can’t explain what happened. I think I just fell asleep in the bathroom.

Oh, oh! I have pictures of shit once I blacked out. It seems I decided to take pictures. I dont know why, but I wanted to document life so that I may remember the next day I guess.

According to Fahnon, this is one of the groups of girls I decided to shake my ass with. I don’t remember these women. I litterally looked at my camera and was like “Um…who are these people.” In all honesty if Fahnon didn’t indetify them, I would have thought I randomly just took pictues of some En Vougue Tribute band. There not even looking at the CAMERA.

Oh, and here’s me taking a picture…of me. Why do i have that look on my face? Its almost like I’m saying ‘Hi, me. This is what you do when you’re no longer aware of whats going on.

Maybe I should carry a video camera with me. Record video messages to myself about whats going on.

I think I just put that on my new to do list.

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