shit faced at fall-tini

Last night was Fall-tini downtown again and of course I was there. The martini's were flowing freely as was everyone's inebriated inhibitions. I swear I saw Anna Nicole Smith walking the fashion show catwalk and collecting dollar bills from the onlookers. I shit you not! That was the funniest thing, 'cause she just looked so far gone.

Having not eaten throughout the entire day prior to this little shindig I was feeling the effects of the alcohol very quickly. After about 8 martini's it was time to call it a night and so my friend and I headed out in search of somewhere to eat. I remember sitting down at our table at the restaurant, ordering some hot wings and the rest of the night was a big blur. I don't think I even ate anything, but I do think that I might have gotten sick there at our table, like serious yacking into empty water cups...sorry bus boys. It was not pretty. I don't remember how I got home, just that I woke up in the middle of the night in a pool of my yackin' on my bed thinking what the fuck happened? Sick, I know. Grace if I ever party at your place this will not happen, I promise!

Before heading off to work this morning I tried to drink some water, but even that wasn't staying down. Have you ever yacked pure water? It's the strangest thing. So all day I've been hungover, dehydrated, and my fuckin' phone hasn't stopped ringing all damned day long! I'm cool on drinking for a minute I think, especially just having gotten shit-faced on a school night.