I can't believe I didn't...

Even mention St. Patrick's day in the post I just did. Let me begin with saying that it was AWESOME! There are things I can't mention because they were super akward to watch/I'm a good friend. That's right. I watched.

ANYWAY, I went down to the bar at about 5:30, maybe 6:00. The place was crazy! Wall to wall people. It was good though, I walked around for a couple of minutes pretending to look for people, even though I had seen my friends at the front of the bar. When I eventually plunked myself down I had a pint of Guiness, in the spirit of St. Patty's. I usually never drink the stuff. Although I much prefer it to Keith's. Keith's is just not appetizing. Candy of beer my ass.

I talked to some random strangers for a while because I don't mind doing that now. Aimee eventually showed up. I was double fisting by that point to make up for time. I don't think that the bar would have been a fun place to be sober last night. So Aimee showed up and I was two sheets to the wind.

Things That Happened:
-some father figure put his arm around me at the bar and talked about how he had seen all of the remaining Beatles, plus George Harrison, in concert. It was OK, but kind of creepy.
-some guy who reminded me of Bernard the elf from the Santa Clause movies bought me a drink, and made innappropriate jokes about the ball on his hat. I later found that same ball in my change purse. It was pretty funny.
-Spilled a drink on myself.
-We made a bench out of two chairs and I sat in the middle of Aimee and some guy.
-Talked to a guy with a Ninja Turtles hoodie on. His name was Nick and it was awesome.
-Some girl made a Bootylicious for us but it wasn't nearly as good.
-Spilled a drink onto a bucket.
-Crazy stuff happened and then we left early. I think we all (Aimee, Clair and Kenzie) know what I'm talking about. That's all I'll say.
-Almost passed out in the back of Kenzie's car, but didn't. Discussed facial hair.

A Funny Conversation I had with a Girl Named Marie:

A: Is your name Marie?
(doesn't wait for an answer because I knew who she was)
A: You're in my cousin's videos!
Marie: Oh!
(at which time I apparently said)
A: Are you really a dyke?
(A. (what i thought I ACTUALLY had said): You're not really a dyke!)
Marie: No. No I'm not.
A: ... I know.

In her defense she was really nice about a super drunk girl calling her a dyke and then sort of half falling on her. Cheers Marie, whatever your sexual preference may be!