October in a nutshell

I have been way too busy to write. Seriously. Here are highlights:

The first weekend in October my mom, aunt and uncle came to town. We ate a lot. We did touristy things. It was nice to see them, and my mom and I even got a day to ourselves which was nice. Obviously no craziness occurred so I will move along.

The weekend after this was boring. Court could not get drunk. Nothing else interesting happened. Am I getting lame?

Two weekends ago Court and I went to DC to stay with Adrienne, who was having a party with her roomates. Our friends Mary Margaret (aka Spies) and Laura also came with us, b/c Adrienne lives with their good friend EA. Another girl, Margaret, came with them b/c her good friends also live with Adrienne and EA. Jenna came up from LA b/c it was her birthday, Brittany came just from Austin for the hell of it, and another NY girl, Claire, came Saturday. Let's also not forget the seventh NY girl, Lauren, who came up by train before we got there. Are you getting all this? Basically there were like 13 girls staying in this one house and it felt like sorority days all over again. I think we let that get to our heads...

Court, Laura, Spies, Margaret and I caught the bus Friday at 5:30. We slept for the first bit of the trip, but when we got to the rest stop like an hour and a half outside of DC, we got mixers and started making drinks. We were those girls on the bus--the ones trying but failing to be inconspicuous about drinking, and getting louder and louder with each drink. It was a fun bus ride for the last leg and we were all pretty drunk by the time we got to DC, which was somewhere around 11 or 11:30pm. We quickly got ready and headed out to some bar--Jenna also was pretending to be getting married, so it was a fake bachelorette party. I thought this would mean free drinks were in the bag, however, DC boys turned out to be cheaper than NY boys. Luckily, Adrienne's BF Ryan was there to help us out. I think he helped me out a little too much b/c I got blackout drunk and don't even remember the end of the night. Apparently one of my friends took a guy home from the bar then kind of forgot about him (we assume he just left), and a few of them shacked. The girl with the best shacking story was Jenna, who shacked with a Polish guy named Arthur who we had seen her making out with at the bar. She got a cab to meet us at Whole Foods the next afternoon, and showed up in his J Crew sweater (circa 1996) over her dress from the night before--complete with 5 inch heels. We are some classy bitches, what can I say.

Brittany, Adrienne and I walked around Georgetown (a cute ritzy area) Sat afternoon and I spent the rest of the afternoon making Jello shots with Whitney, one of Adrienne's roomates. EA had already made 200 or so, and Whitney and I made about 300 more. The fridge was cleaned out and was filled completely with Jello shots by the time we were done. We also made trashcan punch and the girls had gotten 2 kegs, and we set up a beer pong table. Can you tell that we were all fratastic in college?

The night was as crazy as one would expect. A lot of people came, a lot of drinking games were played, a lot of drunk fratty guys acted retarded and did things like spit on people and harass girls. EA drew a mustache with a shaprie on some tooljob, which was pretty funny. I was really into beer pong, I am pretty sure I was talking some shit and having a damn good time doing it. I don't recall much, yet again, but I do know that I passed out on the couch downstairs--probably while people were still partying. I heard a rumor that mustache guy might have come and joined me for a while--which is gross if he touched me at all--but I am sure was highly entertaining for others. I kind of wish there were pics. When I woke up, I was alone and the mustache tooljob was on the other couch, thank God.

Basically we acted like a bunch of college kids, and it felt strangely like I was back at UT, I guess because everyone went there, and because I was back in a house with a million girls. It was a lot of fun, and we decided we needed to do things like that more often--so Court and I want to have a Christmakah party here in December. Even though we don't have a house, we do have the terrace...that's a big deal, kids. It would be nice to have a drunken UT reunion party every few months--more of ya'll should come!

This week I worked a lot b/c we had a cocktail party Thursday. I got drunk at the event after ours, which was a Trader Magazine party. Oh yea, I am going to be in a pic in the back of Trader mag in the social pages. Me and some traders. Haha. Saturday (yesterday) we had that huge event/job search that I may told you all about (I can't say the name b/c I have an internet tracker on the name of it and I can't have my blog tracked to work). Anyway, it went well despite the rain.

So I didn't go out Friday since I had to get up early Sat, and Saturday night was really kind of lame. Court and I got all dressed up for Halloween. I was the Greek Goddess of wine and she was a pirate. We had a lot of trouble getting a cab and I thought I might freeze to death b/c of my skimpy clothes--even though I had on a peacoat. We finally met up with Missy at a party with no alcohol, then moved on to a party with no boys. I would have been fine, even though I was really tired, but Court wasn't feeling it and I was OK going home early. This means that we must now take lots of pics on Halloween (Tues night) when we dress up, since we basically took none. I think Chris is having a little apt party, since his apartment is overlooking the parade in the village. We will prob go down to the parade for a bit, but if it's cold, I might have to wear a blanket and transform into a Greek Olsen.

I think (hope) that work will be less crazy this week. Jason is coming to visit on Thursday and I am super excited. I think I am taking Friday off. We have no idea what we are going to do (well, that's not completely true...) but we need to do some activities outside of my apartment. I am thinking ice skating. We will see.

Time for bed. That was October...I will try to be better for November.

Rachel's visit and mucho clubbing

I have been bad/lazy again. Sorry.

Last weekend...

Rachel was in town! Finally! Thursday I hung out with her while she got ready, but since I was still a little sick with a cold, I stayed in while she went out with our friends and then hung out after with them. Friday night Rachel, Court, Justin, Chris, Becky and I went to dinner in the West Village and went out to random bars around there. It was a calm night, but it was nice to actually be able to talk to Rachel/each other at the bars. Saturday I woke up feeling like ass. I couldn't move. I threw up 6 times. I think I started being able to hold food down around 7pm, but I skipped dinner with everyone since it was at 9. Around 9:30 I literally felt FINE. I think I just needed to get all the crap out of my system. I had eaten 6 saltines and a tiny bit of chicken--probably like 6 bites, and kept it all down! So I showered, drank 2 glasses of wine and got ready, because Rachel is not in town often and I wanted to see her. I even brought a rum/sprite in the cab with me to pre-party on the way to meet everyone in the LES. (Their dinner was BYOB so I didn't want to be too far behind.) We hung out at Darkroom for a while before heading over to Libation, the clubby place we like a lot. Rachel was having trouble getting drunk, so I tried to use my "skills" to get us a free shot from the bartender. But to no avail. Did I give up? No way Jose. We started talking to some random foreign guys who got us drinks and shots. (What is it with foreigners always buying us drinks?) Then Law School Boy came to meet up with us, so of course I told him to get Rachel a shot. When she took shots, I ended up getting one too, so I had had quite a few at this point. Of course this lead to dancing and a fun night. But--I have NO idea HOW I did not puke or black out, considering I had barely eaten. What can I say, I am a trooper.

This week for work we had a launch party for a new liqueur at a dive bar...I got too drunk and got told to leave...it ended up being fine b/c I was not the only one who got drunk--I wasn't even the most drunk. There is a long version to this story but I don't like putting details about work on here so if you want to know, ask. :)

This weekend...

Friday I was, of course, hungover at work. I sucked it up and made it to McFadden's for Mikey's birthday. We hung out there until the all you can drink deal ran out at midnight, then headed to the Gansevoort, where I am now sort of a regular. We hung out on the roof and met some creepers who bought us drinks. The guy I was talking to was old, but the guy Court was talking to was old, fat, and Mexican. Haha. However, he mentioned getting a table at Marquee the next night (in the hip hop room!) so we were nice. After the Gansevoort, we headed to Lotus to meet Justin, Brooke and Becky. I got way too drunk and left to get a Gatorade. I was in the street outside of Lotus drinking said Gatorade when I see Court, Becky and Justin in the street! Good thing I saw them, since they were leaving. We cabbed it home and ordered Ziggiz. After eating, Court and I passed out....

When I woke up at like 7am, I was laying with my head on Court's shoulder, curled up in a ball on our couch. She was also sitting up, leaning her head on the arm of the couch. I have no idea why I like to pass out ON people on our couch.

Saturday night Court, Merna, Sheri and I met the Mexican at Marquee. We mooched drinks from their table, danced with them, then wandered off. I don't recall the whole night but I know I was dancing around with some guy's tie for a while. At some point, I ended up back at the Mexican's table and one of them grabbed my ass a few times. I took this as my cue to leave. I randomly took a limo home and got out of paying by talking to the guy for the whole ride home. I guess I was in a talkative mood because I then called Jason, who was in Florida for work, and talked to him for 18 minutes. That is one long ass drunk dial. I am sure that it is a good thing that neither of us remembers what the hell was said, but I bet it would be funny if I could hear it today. Or highly inappropriate, knowing me.

Much shopping has occurred, as it is turning cooler fast and I need warm things. I can't justify the cost of my new jeans, but I will say they are super cute. I also got a new dress which you have all seen via myspace by now. Hah.

My mom, aunt and uncle are coming in on Friday, which will be fun. It will also be a good excuse to take a much needed weekend off from drunkenness. In all reality, I will still probably go out at least one night. But dinners and shows and shopping will be awesome...yay for visitors!