Saturday, October 20, 2012

Drunken Lullabies

One day I'm going to learn to say no when Kenny starts in with the shots of whiskey.

This weekend was supposed to be all crazy adventures, all the time, seeing as how it's my last un-spoken-for weekend until January.  Dancing and drinking and being generally merry was to be the name of the game all weekend.  Last night was pretty merry by itself, though, and today I managed to break my metals project so it looks like I'll be in the lab all day.  Maybe that's for the best.

I was going to say "I need some time to think" but that's not true.  I've been doing nothing but thinking, and thinking has gotten me exactly nowhere.  I probably need some time to talk with very specific people about the things that I've been thinking about, but that isn't going to happen any time real soon.  So perhaps I just need some time to create in the interim.


Things I want to remember about last night:

- Sawyer dropping his guitar and hopping down off of the stage to grab me up out of my chair and dance with me when Kenny started singing I Wanna Hold Your Hand.

- Kenny singing, "I like my girls just a little bit older..." at me.  I gave him the eyebrows and blew a kiss.  He started laughing and botched the verse.

- Sara(h?) who went to Italy and loves playing skeeball.  And Jordan, who did not talk.

- Kat is going to cut my hair for me on the cheap, and she promises not to lecture me about my ever-evolving color.

- Jess excitedly messaging me "Mr. Jones is singing!!"  I messaged back "Is playing?  Or someone is singing it?  Or is this actually some dude named Mr. Jones?"  She replied, "Lol, playing.  I might be dink.  drinj.  DRUNK."  I am so excited she'll be here in a few days.

- Introducing Gus to the term "dudebro" because that is exactly what the bar had been invaded by right as I got there.

- "That guy looks familiar.  The one in the flannel shirt."  "GUS.  That is every guy in here.  Except for the waiters, Kenny, and you.  Be more specific!"

- The annoying guy on the train asked, "Do you drink?"  (This is after flailing around to get my attention for thirty seconds, when I finally took out one earbud and said "What?!")  With a straight face I replied, "Never a day in my life."  While he was busy making a shocked, surprised face I followed up with "Too young."  He switched to a side-eye, and I just gave him my best sarcastic jackass face and put my earbud back in, pointedly ignoring him.  He stopped being annoying.

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