andy and i got the 'vegan alcoholic thanksgiving' tradition going yesterday. were hoping to make it into an annual event. hopefully it gets just as out of hand as it did last night.
the food was great. even though im pretty sure i ended up vomitting all of it up.
-tofurkey from chicago diner
-green beans with onions and smart deli ham
-pumpkin pie from chicago diner
the beer floweed like wine.
-about a bottle of wine a piece
-couple of white russians
-shot of whiskey (this was the beginning of a long night of vomitting)
-a nine dollar round of heinekens from a gay bar
-three or four vodka sours a piece from a different gay bar
highlights of the night included but are not limited to
-drinks started at 3 and continued to midnight. thats more time spent drinking than you spend working.
-freaking out over a gross looking centipede that was evading our liberation efforts. we finally got the little bugger outside
-cruising gay bars and kissing each other to show the gays that we are spoken for.
-fist pump headbanging everywhere we went
-vommiting inside the train station and then subsequently getting kicked out
-andy pissed outside of the train station after we got kicked out while a police officer rolled by. he doubled back and lectured us in that disappointed, disgusted tone while we tried to keep straight faces.
-more vomitting on every street corner in downtown chicago. i think it was a sort of territorial thing.
later, back at the house. after we gave up waiting at the train station for christina (more because we thought we were going to get arrested and less because we didnt have a sense of how much time was passing to gauge how long we had been waiting.)
-andy recieved a phone call and misinterpretted it as a request to meet christina at the train station and left.
-christina shows up at andys front door five minutes later. leaves to find andy
- ?? i have no idea what happened here.
-my espn kicks in and i open the back door right before andy and christina show up
-?? more lost time. maybe ufos.
-went into andys room to find him laying naked on the ground screaming. convinced him to dress
im making up new grammar as i go i think
-andy and christina fall asleep
-i get online and talk a whole lot of nonsense to people that probably didnt need to hear it.
i dont know why i posted all of this.
update. there is vomit on my jeans. that is all. Current Mood: hung over?