Weekend.

SO -

remember that friday I said would be SO boring….

HA.

thursday night Dinorah and I went to the union, with 40 dollars each, planning on just having a few drinks and doing some dancing, right?

heh, wrong.

its a 4$ cab ride from my house to the union number one, so that didn’t take nearly as much of my cash flow out of my pocket as originally expected.

Then we get there and Dinorah gets in for free with her school ID – CA-CHING.

Next thing you know, its dollar draft (small cups) and 3$ for every other drink.

UHM HELLLLLO?
stupid Idea.

do you have ANY Idea how loaded I was?
talk about sideways.

for any of you that have had the pleasure of drinking Shar Truce, you will understand my pain.

6 shots of shar truce ((enough to get anyone SLAMMED. normally I’m drunk off 3…)) 6 draft beers, 1 corona, and a shot of apple pie.

holy-wah alcoholic much?

“But Shea! – That is more money then you had!”

yes, yes it was. But for some reason I was really good at that whole ‘not paying for your own drinks’ game that night. Dinorah and I would just be standing there and I’d be like hmmmmm… *points across the bar* he’ll be our next victim.

so low and behold, 5-10 minutes later he was buying us drinks.

A-ha.

Anyways, We stayed later then we’ve ever stayed at a bar, and I didn’t puke till I got home and was ready for bed.

Proud?
I am.

So anyways, my solution for Friday = lay in bed very VERY ill all day.
worked well for me.

Friday night I worked the Quill…

AND I HAVE NEVER EVER SEEN THAT PLACE SO DEAD.

it was like…a Sunday afternoon…

I spent the first hour of karaoke putting on my own private concert.
HA NOT.
ever get tired of hearing your own voice?
I do now.

Lauryn Finally showed up at about 1, after a disappointing date with her Grad Beau Brendan.
AND JONO AND JOHNNY SHOWED UP.

talk about random popularity much yes?

SO ANYWAY.

I went home, and BRIGHT AND EARLY saturday morning I get a phone call from Dinorah…

“LETS GO WEDDING DRESS SHOPPING!!!”

*Groggily* What? Why? I’m not getting married…”

“no you idiot. I am.”

“OH YEA! OKAY!”

so we meet downtown and find her a wedding dress, after which she asks me to be her maid of honour.
(awe sweet <3)
and of course, I say yes.

Then we plan to have a barbecue, with her, Corey, Keith and myself, and play board games get drunk, and watch the UFC fight at the Union.

SO we get over there, and all 4 of us had just gotten over being SERIOUSLY ill.

Dinorah, Corey and I hung over, Keith, food poisoning… (poor kid)

So we eat burgers, play cranium, go watch the fight, go play more cranium, go home and pass out.

and of course, Keith is the only drunk one.
lol.

So Sunday I worked,

And today I work, so here I am, telling my story of my laughable weekend.

now, im going to post some pictures

keith, very drunk.