Thursday, July 05, 2007

Well It's Late in the Evening

Here. Look at these pretty flowers and let them distract you from anything I'm about to write.

Oh, kids. I haven't done this for a while, but I'm blogging while I'm a little on the dee-runk side. I know it's a bad idea, but so was straightening my hair in July, and I did that tonight too. I'm a girl who likes to live on the edge. So, yeah. It's midnight and I just ate a bowl of Apple Jacks and I still have to get up and work tomorrow. So what. I'm sure I'll be quite the perky little princess around three in the afternoon tomorrow too...or not.

The thing about me, is that I always have such good intentions. Originally, my friend Colleen called me at work and we both kind of decided that we wouldn't go out. We'd both rest up and she'd get time to chill out from her trip and whirlwind visits to friends and family yesterday and today, and I would get some alone time. Ha.

I got home from work and went running. Stinky was at a friend's and asked me if she could have a girls' night until around 9:30 when they would all go to another friend's house to sleepover. No problem. I cooked up a pizza, they ate and then left dorky Myspace comments under their friend's accounts and watched a scary movie and traded their favorite lines from Team America. When I got a little too overwhelmed with all the thirteenyearoldishness of it all, I retired to Coadster's room. Then the phone calls started. First my friend H. called to say she was supposed to meet some friends at the beer garden at the Picador and she was going to drag Colleen along after all. Then I called my friend K. to try to get her to join us. I like all my friends to meet each other, because they all kick ass and I'm sure we'll have fun. I've been trying for the last year or two to get K. and Colleen to meet. Then Colleen called to say they were going to leave around 9:30.

All the thirteen year old girls cleared out of my house and I left to meet the other girls at the bar. My friend K. never made it, but we still have tomorrow night. Most of the people I sat with hadn't been to this particular establishment since it got cleaned up about a year ago, and at first, all they could talk about was how appreciative they were of the tidy new bathrooms. Our "only going out for one drink" turned into two or so and suddenly it was 11:30. Shit. On my way out, I ran into my friend BK who told me I should stay longer. When I whined about having to get up and work tomorrow, he laughed at me. I know he has to get up as early as I do, but I'm way older than him. I love pulling the old lady card, because nobody calls you on it.

Okay. I'm sure this is one of the most poorly written blog posts ever, but I'm half-drunk and it's late and I'm tired and I'm older than most of you. There. Was that enough excuses? I got a million of 'em...

12 comments:

Remiman said...

Churlita,
Not!
You'll have to pull a different card with me.;-)
rel

Margaret said...

hey, that's not fair that you can drunk blog and make sense

Tara said...

Your half-drunk blogging is very lucid. It all looked quite normal to me! Good job!

booda baby said...

11:30! You can stay up til 11:30 without stuff that makes you stay up til 11:30!!? Your old lady card is obviously a fake ID.

Matt said...

I noticed your post went up at 11:59. Reminds me of the Blondie song. Good times, yeah, good times.

l.b. said...

You could have completely fooled us. If you didn't tell us your were drunk we would never have guessed.
I bet it was worth it :-)

Poptart said...

i just pass out when I come home from drinking - so kudos to you, miss old lady, for having the pep to sit up and type...and think...

Speaking of, how's work going today? It's the 3:00 slump. I just fell asleep myself for a moment, and then remembered I hadn't checked in with my Churl in a while!

evil-e said...

Well written....I can read it perfectly fine in my drunken state.

just on drink---hah, is there such a thing?

Stepping Over the Junk said...

I'm beginning to like "the drink" alot recently. Heh.

"And so is straightening my hair in july" is cracking me up!

Dana said...

Oh, to be drunk. The closest I'm getting these days is my vanilla cream soda. Sigh.

Babybull40 said...

I'm about the same age as you.. so try again.. and what's with making sense while drunk blogging? That's is not right... your suppose to slur while typing...funny post

notfainthearted said...

The only thing better than the drunk blogging is the drunk emailing. Unless it's the drunk phone calling. Nope, drunk emailing.

Anyway, what I like about the drunk blogging is that then EVERYBODY knows AND you can look back on it in a year or 10 and analyze how you did.

I concur with the crowd on this: 9.98 out of 10.