What a weekend! I had drinks at Gecko’s on Friday night. Then we went to this fabulous restaurant named Josephine’s for dinner. And I had to close the night at the Gin Mill. I baked a crap load of cookies for Manny and Leslie’s party on Saturday. There was enough food there to feed the nation! You haven’t lived until you have practiced eating a hot wing and drinking a beer while dancing to the Smiths. On Sunday, the Emmys were on, finally! I was soooooo happy for Sex and the City, the Sopranos, Malcolm in the Middle and for Will and Grace. I love those shows. I should have been packing and cleaning, since I am moving in exactly one week, but I am lazy. I also cooked up a storm, making meatloaf and a one dish chicken bake. I rule.
I am back from a refreshing trip to NY. I miss NY. My grandfather is in better spirits and is in a nice rehab home in Queens. He eats better than me! I hung out at Jimmy’s Bronx Cafe with my mom and uncle. We drank mojitos and stuffed ourselves with seafood. It was a good time. Then I came home to the hectic schedule of two jobs and no life. I did hit the bar with Tina and Dennis on Sunday night, but I was in bed by 11pm. By the way, I did get a place that is near me and the rent is way cheaper. I move in on November 10th.
I misplaced or just plain lost my passport on Friday. That totally sucks. I was in a wedding this Saturday. I was the hot bridesmaid. It was cool. I was dancing up a storm at the reception. Then we all went to Amy’s house, changed and went to two clubs. We danced and drank all night. I got home at 6:30 am on Sunday. I searched my living room for my passport also and it’s not there. I checked at work today and no one has turned in anything. I am going to totally clean my entire house tonight to make sure it is not there. Then I will most likely cry like a baby and cough up the cash to get a replacement. I feel like the lamest person in the world right now.
I had a very exciting Happy Hour Party on Friday. Got completely smashed. I know, you’ve heard it before. But seriously, don’t laugh, I met a guy named, well, in the spirit of Sex in the City, we’ll call him Country. Yes he’s bald! I will not give all the info, let’s just say he is a very nice guy.
I had an interesting weekend filled with, yes, that’s right, drinking. Lucky for me I have that spare liver in the fridge! If I never see Tuaca again, it would not be soon enough. I went to the Johns Hopkins University Spring Fair. There was a lot of beer there. We had too good of a time. I forgot to mention that I bought tickets last Monday for the HFStival at the crappy RFK Stadium in Washington, DC. Of course I bought tickets for both days! I want to relive my Woodstock experience.
I spent an exciting weekend unbraiding my hair. I watched the following movies: Shanghai Noon, Magnolia, The Princess Bride, Shakespeare in Love, and The Grifters. Yes, it took me the entire weekend! I did manage to get smashed at yet another happy hour party. You know you have been to a bar too many times when the bartenders remember the last shot you had the last time you were there. Not good. Don’t worry, I managed to sleep most of it off. I did watch Ally McBeal last night. Man was it funny. I love that show.
I hope your Easter was as filled with joy and lots of food as mine. I ate enough for six people. Enough nice stuff. Let’s talk about my drunken stupor at the happy hour party on Friday. I was still a little pissed about the Champ not calling me or giving me an explanation for last weekend. In fact, he emailed me on Wednesday, acting like nothing was wrong. Don’t worry, I let him have it and have not talked to him since. But after three fishbowls of liquor, three shots, and a truck load of beer, I was feeling good. I danced the night away. I think I gave my card to some hot guy, but I can’t remember if it was a good thing or a bad thing to do. I wasn’t even thinking about getting a pen. Talk about being drunk! Saturday was wonderful because the weather was awesome. I wore shorts! I walked my neighbor’s dog for about an hour and a half. It was cool. I cannot wait until summer is in full effect.
I have been on this soup and sandwich kick for the past few days. It’s weird. Last week I had this craving for hot sauce and put it on everything! Strange. It’s Burger Nite at The Gin Mill. They have $1.50 drafts and burgers with fries for about $3. I am meeting some friends from work and The Champ. Yes, he actually prefers to be called The Champ. Have you noticed that I never come out and say the names of guys I date? It’s like Sex and the City with Mr. Big, or Big. What is his real fucking name??!!??
I know, I know, you have nothing to read since I am not posting. I have good news: The Norwegian is safe and bored as hell in Norway. I got a wake up call at 6:46 am this morning from him. He says there are no parties happening and work is very busy. This is a good thing. He will most likely realize that Norway sucks and America rules when it comes to partying. Of course I drank myself into a stupor at my happy hour party on Friday and while watching the Terps beat the shit out of Stanford on Saturday. That’s okay, I had that back-up liver in the fridge.
I partied like a rockstar this weekend. I am surprised I am still alive. I went to the Auto Show with Tina from work. I am positive I will purchase a VW beetle. Then we headed to the Dead End, a bar in Fell’s Point. I ate the chicken tenders and fries while sucking down 2 big bomber bottles of beer. There we met some cool Harley enthusiasts, The Norwegian and David. Tina and I headed to Fell’s Point Cafe and scarfed down a drink there. Then we headed to the Cat’s Eye Pub and met up with the fellows. We had a few drinks there and stumbled over to Tina’s for more partying. David has a boat, and food, so we stumbled there and drank more. Yes, I still have a liver. I got out of bed at about 3 pm the next day. I was sober enough to watch the golden globes. It was great to see my girl Sela Ward win again.