i was bringing garlic bread - now I can cook..don't get me wrong - but I am broke and was tired and had no time so garlic bread it was.
Turns out that was the best thing I could have done..there was homemade pizza, crazy squash pasta dish, soups, desserts, quiche, etc and ALL ranging from the veggies to the vegans to the rest of us that embrace the viciousness of the human being and EAT MEAT. That's right I'm a carnivore and I make no apologies..I like my steak medium rare..bloody..sitting in a pool of flavour country fat.
moving on.
We eat, get sloshed, some get high, continue to get sloshed than decide to hit up Tattoo. Why? WHY?!! Why is an excellent fuckin question. My friends hit up some posh space for Winterlicious and due to some out-of-towners we were limited in where to go to keep everyone "happy". So they decide on Tattoo..can I just say a-fucking-men for the glory that is guest list. Seriously.
We got there by 11 at the latest and the line-up was ridiculous. RIDICULOUS. Apparently this is the case for every Friday and Saturday.. I can say it's definitely not the case for Thursdays cause Nav was spinning there on a Thursday so I went to show a little love. No line, minimum crowd and Edwin on bar...wasn't he in a band or something...
kidding...I heart I Mother Earth..they're nostalgic and part of my youth.
Moving on - we get there - line bypass cause that's how we roll [oh god no we don't] and walk into the crowded, sweaty, cesspool of hormones, jocks and various stages of SUPREME intoxication. Within 5 minutes I can't wait to up my state of inebriation, down my level of sobriety and increase the shame I'm sure to incur later that night cause as it stands now wasted is the ONLY way I'll make it.
***is this alcoholic talk..folks if you have a problem step up and take charge...I may join you..after I finish this beer***
So one girl we were with knew a dude from a previous job and turned out he was affiliated with the Tai Domi crew...sooo... 5 seconds into the door and we are VIP...NOW THAT my friends IS how we roll..
note: I can't actually plan this shit - it just happens...."who knows where thoughts come from - they just appear..." yeah I love that movie SO WHAT.
moving along..slowly I know - deal. So this is our night...preppy yuppies hitting up the bottle service, jocks pseudo head-banging to - WAIT FOR IT - Paranoid by Black Sabbath..WOW big surprise on that playlist..The night thins out, the crowd wanes and my level of consciousness starts to slip into blissful oblivion when the shame-o-meter hits high gauge. I see a guy..think I must be looking pretty good cause he's way wasted so decide to be all "hey look at me I'm hot and cute" - NO not Kimber [Nip Tuck..yeah she was there - lots of fake'n'bake, fake tits and hair, etc etc.] "Why don't you let me just take a sip from your drink" and he's all "What is this a charity?" [asshole] So I respond......."My drink is taking too long but don't worry I'm OVER IT"
Yep folks..lame lame lame...and if that isn't a deterrent for drinking I don't know what is.
So there's four of us left and we hit the street and apparently we are NOT taxi material as 3 go by...FYI it was effin cold you mutha fuckers. So a nice streetcar [after much pleading] stops in front of Tattoo and lets us on..SAWEET. So sweet that I went the opposite direction of where I actually needed to be.
The finale to my evening - 10 different texts to see who the fuck was still up and partying at 3am. Turns out Brad was doing just fine to I went to his place where I insisted that I needed to learn guitar. EVERY chord..I think I made it through 3 before I gave up. See I have these nails and they're a pain [which I will soon rectify since I just got a guitar] Now it's 4am and we all know that no one in their right mind is in bed at 4am on a Saturday/Sunday so we continue on with the wine [I'm pretty sure I inhaled every form of booze under the sun that night] and watched the most AMAZING DOCUMENTARY I HAVE EVER SEEN. It was Blind Melon and the footage was awesome! Best way to end a random ridiculous "How does this shit happen" type night.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V6N2ahiC3KM
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