Birthday Weekend Part #1 "The Infestation"
Hi! How is everyone doing tonight? Good, good, glad to hear it listen shut-up for a second this is my blog so let me tell you what has been going on with me lately.
Friday my crew and I went out to celebrate my birthday. I started drinking about 5 so by the time everyone got to my house at 6-ish I already had a good buzz going when everyone got to my house. We left the house by 7 and went to a new bar called the "Jaywalker" it is at the intersection of 39th street and Rainbow Blvd. I picked that place because I was hoping that there would be some young nursing students hanging out and getting wasted, but that was not my luck, the place was really dead. There were only about 15 people in the whole place, and we were 8 of them. But it was still a good time, their beers (I drink Bud Light) were cold and I had a nice turkey burger. Mostly because I was too drunk to find a grilled chicken burger on the menu. The place is sort of a Big 12 bar but it was predominately a KU bar. They have stuff like Mizzu Motza balls, Nebraska Nachos and other crazy shit named after other big 12 schools.
After we ate and had about 6 beers each (on top of the 6 that I had before we left the house). We were planning on going to the Dark Horse Tavern for Power hour But we were running about an hour late and we did not want to pay the full price so we skipped that place and went to the Buzzard Beach. While at the buzzard beach some one bought me Jeager bomb. Which I slammed immediately and to which my stomach said "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" And kicked that shit right out the way it came in. Luckily I was near the trash can so I didn't get any on me or anyone else. I went to the bath room the collect myself and wash the taste out of my mouth and get some gum. But then what do you think I did? I then went right back to the bar and ordered me a double Bacardi and coke and kept right on drinking. (am I awesome or what?)
After buzzard beach we went to my favorite bar in Westport, yup that is right the grand daddy of them all, Kelly's. Now at this point I was pretty wasted so I can't really remember what happened there but I do know, that I did not, nor anyone that I was with, get kicked out or start (or finish) any fights.
Everyone left about midnight because they are all pussies. Horse and Scooter and I stayed until about 1:30. We stopped and bought a whole pizza. From Joe's and went back to my place where I found my front porch swing was on the ground. I knew right a way that it was Mr. Awesome and Reggie. They are always doing fucked up shit to my house when they are wasted (they usually stay over so they don't have to drive. All the way back to there southern Johnson County holmes) but what they don't know is that they will not be staying over ever again, they have lost the privilege. I don't know if the swing is broken or not but I know that it was hanging when we all left a few house before.
Tomorrow, I will tell you about Saturday night!
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