I surviveded!

First things first.... Talked to Mamalicious today. Isn't she a sassy one? Apparently, she is feeling phenomenal! This is definitely great news, and I would've been smiling all day long if I wasn't so hungover today! I think I am too tired to smile, since I drank my face off last night. Anyway, back to Mamalicious.

First of all, I think that I have a new phrase I want to vulch from her and use. That phrase is "jumping out of the frying pan into the fire."

I'm totally going to try to work that business in at some point!

Second of all, she was so sassy when she was on the phone, that I actually asked her when she had chemo next and told her I'd call her after it, because she was getting so lippy that I missed docile Mom! Good thing she has the same ridiculous sense of humor that I do, because otherwise that could've been perceived as pretty damn mean!

So one thing that she said was, "In your last blog, you said that it might be your last blog ever... I didn't think you were serious, but now I'm starting to wonder!"

She has a point. It's already March 12th, which, by the way, is Alfred Hitchcock Day, and I haven't blogged since February. I have been a pretty busy girl! Here's some evidence of that!

The reason that I thought that my last blog may have potentially been my last blog was because it was right before a weekend of about a million birthdays.

Like usual, when I think something is going to be heinous and ridiculous, it ends up being no big deal (like that weekend), and when I think it's just another ordinary night out, I get hammered (i.e. last night).

In fact, both LL and I got WAY more drunk the night before, when we popped into Zen Den for Fred's first part of his week-long birthday celebration, and then went to Decibel!

The first birthday celebration of the evening was that of Lers. It was at Zim's, and since I had several other birthday celebrations to go to, we didn't stay there long.

We did stay long enough to take a couple cute pictures though....

There we have Liebs, LL, me, Lers, Nads, and Meams. What a crew we were, right? Looks like trouble to me....

Right before we were leaving, I went over to say goodbye to Lers, and who did I see, but Kurt, from the MOCT fashion show, whose shirt I was trying to steal off his body in front of his parents! That was a nice surprise!

Then we found Lers, who had recently acquired some very interesting glasses...

Yes, her eyes are now censored! No, I am pretty sure that the hand in the foreground was not hers!

Next stop was at Good Life for the triple birthday party. Fred, Tristan, and the Raccoon Whisperer.

By the time we got there, all three were hammered and completely ridiculous.

We took a picture with Fred, who was DJing and wearing one of his new "FredEx" shirts.

Holy cheeseball!

For some reason or another, we decided to take an additional picture of the four of us. This one somehow got even more absurd than the first! Fred put his fingers in my and LL's mouth (kinda gross!), and was making a crazy hysterically laughing face...

However, Kevin decided that he would zoom in on Fred, so even with all the insanity going on, this is the picture we got!

Haha, still funny!

Of course, Troy was at his brother's party, so we had to take a picture with him!

It looks like some really weird kind of family portrait or something, doesn't it? And LL's head looks ginormous, since she's in the foreground. Damn, she's short!

A little later, Fred got on the mic for the billionth time (I was kinda hoping someone would take it away from him, haha) and requested that the three birthday boys get together and each give a shout out of sorts. I could not pass up the opportunity to take a picture!

In the foreground is DJ, the owner of Good Life. Behind him, however, is Carlton, Raccoon Whisperer, and Raisin Balls... I mean Tristan, Eric, and Fred. Combined, they are over a hundred years old. WHOAH! Can you say faded?

Although I did not capture this moment on film, I must add that another hammered dude was trying to dance with LL and ended up knocking her straight on her ass, literally! They were totally laid out on the floor! Bru-tal!

For our last stop of the night, we hit up Decibel, which was glorious as always. There were a few birthdays being celebrated there as well, but I don't think my focus was good enough to remember to keep taking pictures of celebrants.

I did, however, manage to capture JJ wearing a women's shrug.

Now THAT is sexy. Sexiness personified, I believe!

The sexiness personified continued with LL wearing DJ Jem's necklace...

Lookin' good, Goodlookin'!

And of course, we have Danielle with Paul's backpack on.

She's smiling like Amber does! Sweet!

After a few birthdays, and an inordinate amount of time spent in multiple Walgreen's locations, it was time to call it a night, and hang up the birthday celebrations... At least for a short time!

The following Tuesday, I ran into someone that I hadn't seen since HS, and to be honest, in HS, I wasn't too fond of him. He seems like he's pulled his life together now, though, so that's good.

Here we are!

And of course, since Sharif was also there, we decided it was an appropriate time for a Raytown reunion picture!



I am pretty sure that the three of us could kill you with our bare hands. We are from Racine! Haha.

Anyway. Moving on.

(By the way, it is now Thursday. Meant to finish Wednesday after school conferences, but went into a coma when I took my nap and didn't wake up until Friday morning. I guess I needed it!)

The next day, I went and donated blood. So, I saved three people's lives, and possibly got them a little tipsy. Normally, I donate blood on Wedsnesdays because normally I don't go out and drink on Wednesdays. It's considered to be one of my days off, if you will... And I know you will!

Anyway, this Wednesday, as it turns out, was an exception.

We first went to a roller hockey game. That was interesting. There was a big break in between games, so LL and I decided to go and get some food. I had always joked about going to the Machine Shed Restaurant, just because it is called the Machine Shed, and why would anyone want to eat at a place called the Machine Shed? It was nearby, and now we know someone who works there, so we checked it out. LL had been there before, but I was a Machine Shed virgin. I kinda wish I still was!

It was completely absurd. LL and I shared a bottle of wine. Copperidge. Yum. I was hammered instantly, since I was down a bit of blood!

Seriously, though, the Machine Shed was completely unreal. There were pigs outside that you could sit on, which is what LL alleges that she has, but I think they might be just for decoration.

Inside this monstrosity of a building, there are actual pieces of farming equipment on the walls, and the table cloths are like picnic tables, and it is just generally heinous. The wait staff sports overalls and picnic table cloth shirts... I can't even describe it. Oh! And they talk about fixins. I felt like a fish out of water.

I wanted to capture a server on camera in the heinous uniform, but didn't want it to look like I thought it was a freak show, so I took this awesome shot of LL with the server over her shoulder...

Aren't we stealthy bastards?

You can see the Copperidge in the foreground, as well as our wine glasses which were FULL AS HELL! When the waitress was pouring, I just couldn't wait for her to stop!

We didn't finish said bottle at the restaurant, so we corked it and took it back to the hockey game, where I said one of LL's favorites of my most recent quotes. "I can't believe I am drinking wine straight from the bottle with a bunch of mutants."

Well?

There were some interesting individuals there!

From the hockey game, where I felt intensely uncomfortable trying to avoid seeing half-naked pudgy white dudes changing out of their hockey gear and adjusting jockstraps that were put on over their boxer shorts and such. Phew. I needed more to drink, even though I was already doing quite well because of this lack of blood!

So, off to Vitucci's we went. Fun times. LL decided we should take a picture with Rich.

One of the themes of this blog is going to be "re-do."

So here's the first picture...

Re-do!

Re-do!

For some reason, at the time, we thought that our pictures were all turning out poorly. To me, now, we all look pretty decent, especially since it wasn't a picture we especially needed for anything... It was just for fun!

So Rich decided that if we all just purposely look ridiculous, we won't look accidentally bad in the pictures. I definitely see the logic.

The rest of the night, and perhaps even weekend (days are starting to blur together for me now!), I think, was pretty uneventful.

The following Tuesday was a day that I had been dreading for years. Literally. Only two years, but if it more than one, it gets the plural, so yeah... Sounds pretty intense, though, doesn't it?

That Tuesday was Senior Night. Ousmane's last home game. Oh man. I was so nervous for it. Knew I was going to cry.

So I assembled a team to comfort me. LL, Lers, and Dustin. I figured they'd all seen me cry before anyway, and they are known to make me laugh and feel good, so they would be good choices.

Here we are, having a cocktail before the game at Murphy's.

Awww.

I don't really know what to say about the game. I cried at weird times. Ousmane impressed me with his speech. Last year, after his best friend Jamil gave his speech he talked forever and ever. I asked Ous if he was going to talk as long as Jamil, and he said no way, and that he was just going to say "Thank you." And that was all.

He said so much more, and even made a joke about thanking the fans for booing him for four years. Awww.

Here are some pictures from his ceremony.

Doesn't he look tiny?

And there he is again...

And there he is on the jumbotron, gesturing....

When Crean handed him the mic, he said "You gotta talk now, Ous," and he responded "I don't know about that!"

Haha.

I think that I was taking pictures to avoid crying hard. Haha.

Afterward, LL, Danielle and I go to Decibel, and have a shot of Uncle Pat Ron. Mmm. Delicious!

Pretty uneventful night.

Next night, went to Murphy's. Almost everyone who works at Decibel was there.

I hadn't been to Decibel in a long time.... Well, since the night before. But almost every time I had been there before, Ous had come. So I texted him. A few times. Most notably, was when I said, "I do not see a big African here, and that is upsetting to me."

My wish was granted!

He makes me look really tall... I guess being 6'10" will do that!

The following Friday was Jamie's birthday. YAY!

That means up to Madison, and back to the Brodeo (Brother's in Madison).

It was great to see a bunch of people that I hadn't seen in a long time.

One such person was Pete. I feel like the picture of Pete and I should be first, because of the first picture I saw the next morning (no, this first picture was not this one!).

Aww, we're so cute!

Shortly after being at Brother's, some weird bald dude, who you'll see more of soon, bought Jamie and I a Jager Bomb, so we did that. Here we are!

I love Jamie's party hat! It is definitely the key to a good time!

And here is proof that she is having one!

Nice tongue, Jameson! Love it!

Next, we have LL and I with the birthday girl!

I really don't remember tons of this night, so it's a little tough to write about it!

I do know, though, that there was a group of us there who had all worked at Photo Express in Madison, so we had to get a group shot of that for sure for sure!!!

Danielle, Pat, me, and of course, the birthday girl! I miss working with Danielle and Patrick. Never got the pleasure of working with Jamie, though!

And of course....

Re-do!

Once again, I am not very sure that there was anything great or terrible about either picture, but apparently, sometimes you just gotta redo!

Like I said, I don't really completely remember the whole night, so this next picture is just as confusing to me as I am sure that it will be to you...

Apparently, Curti is confused as well! I've always wondered what the underside of my chin looked like. Now I don't have to wonder anymore!

Of course, there was a re-do, and this time, Curti decided that he was going to mock my infamous head tilt. Jerk! I do not tilt that much!

See? There is almost no tilt in that re-do!!!!

Next was another blast from the past... Andy!

Aww, good times!

And here he is with LL and Jameson...

Boy oh boy, does he look happy or what?!

Remember the aforementioned bald weirdo that bought that Jager Bomb for Jamie and I?

Here he is!

I think Jamie's expression pretty much sums it up! Picture speaks a thousand words, right?!

If you are thinking that that is the last you've seen of creepy bald dude (known from now on as CBD, if you don't mind, and I don't think you do), you are sooo wrong.

CBD made himself quite at home in our booth, and here you can see another interaction, this time with Danielle...

Ah yes, another priceless expression. And what is going on, is that bracelet arm? Hilarity.

Very soon after that interaction, CBD decided he needed to buy us drinks. Simultaneously, Curti bought us drinks. So, we had doubles from Curti, and singles from CBD.

We decided that we should capture this, but that we should hold the drinks that are sized appropriately to our chests.... I think you know who got to hold the doubles!!

Maybe I should've taken the picture with someone else! Haha.

Re-do! This time with silliness. And yes, I do love my little tatas. And my shirt, since money goes to dreaast cancer research!

Something hilarious must've happened soon after, because this picture is next, and we are still holding our proportionate drinks.

Please take note of CBD behind LL, being... well... creepy!

Next is a picture of the summer 2006 crew (well, those who actually showed up), plus some chick... I don't remember ever learning her name, but she was nice and gave hugs when it was time to say goodbye!

Fun times!

Re-do!

Re-re do?

We had to get another one, of just us ladies....

It's not the same now that Andy doesn't have a skunk mohawk anymore, anyway, haha.

And now, a picture of Rob, Curti, and I. Apparently, I did not get the memo about wearing a red shirt. Jerks! You should've told me! =P

And now we come to the final picture of the night, which is the first picture I saw when I woke up the next morning.

Pete calls himself and other Asians "Slant Eyes." I've been mocked for having small eyes, and someone once even called me a chink slut. I think it's the high cheekbones from my Native American heritage, but whatever. Anyway, I had been getting on Pete's case about asking him whether I was a round eye or a slant eye. I guess he told me that night that he was going to make a Slant Eye facebook group and make me an officer. Apparently, we took a picture to commemorate it!

I love that he is pulling his eyes, too. Silly Pete! When I turned on my camera and that was the first thing I saw, I just cracked up. What happened that night!? Haha. Good times!

The following Tuesday, I finally managed to hang out with Lisa. No, I do not mean LL, who I am almost always with, or Lers, although hanging out with her is an accomplishment, but I mean this Lisa!

We had been trying unsuccessfully to hang out, and it finally came to fruition. Yay!

And here we are with LL. =)

I also captured this hilarious picture of Steve and Paul (who is drunken mohawk elephant ninja). Doesn't he look like he is so in love with Steve? And nice red fingers, Paul! Digging in the cherries to do tricks, were you?

The morning after Jamie's birthday, when we were hanging out in Madison, LL and I added a new word into the dictuary. We had already used "brutalit-eye" before to describe unfavorable eye conditions, but this was going to be above and beyond that.

There was a chick wearing some HEINOUS flat shoes that were very strappy and, if you allow me to type it, mal-fitting. So mal-fitting that these bad boys squished her toes so that they were piled one on top of the others. Her middle toe was actually stacked atop the rest of her toes! It was so bad that I had to move, because no matter what I tried to focus on, all I could see was....

Are you ready for it?

Brutali-TOE!

So gross. Anyway, this past Tuesday, we found another example of it, and LL stealthily captured it on camera.

Behold: Brutali-toe!

Ewwww! See it hanging out of her shoe? It's probably getting all dirty and gross! And there is no way that either brutali-toe situation can be comfortable. Eww ewww ewwww!

And next, we have a picture of LL and Ra Ra. He's moving to LA to pursue dancing, and will be leaving whilst LL is on her cruise, so she wanted to take a couple pictures together while she still has the chance...

and I guess she wanted them to be with his leg in the air? What? Hmmm....

Ok, that is a little more normal. Thank goodness!

Well, that's about it. Now all of you who have been getting on my case about me blogging can take a rest for awhile. And hopefully sometime soon, I will have more to blog about! =)

I close with a hilarious video....