I just love it when things go my way.
So... This is what finally happened on my birthday weekend:
Friday - I went with my girl and got that mani-pedi that I've been dying to get. As an added bonus, I got mu eyebrows waxed so they looked super hot.
We then did some "drunk shopping". Yep, that's right. We bought a bottle of Pinnacle vodka, mixed it with some redbull and put it in a water bottle, and referred to it as "apple juice" while we were out shopping.
Normally, I hate going to malls, but shopping when you're drunk is awesome!
It was like an adventure. I got to see a hot girl naked in the dressing room, I crawled from one dressing room to another dressing room topless, and warned this poor pregnant girl about how much her vagina is gonna hurt when she pushes out that baby.
Then we went to Ruby Tuesday to grab some dinner and get more drunk because apparently we weren't drunk enough yet.
We hit on the gay bar tender, and took candy from a stranger who made roses for us out of napkins.
I had intended to go to the strip club later that night and yet, somehow I never made it, which made me sad.
I woke up on Saturday with NO HANGOVER! :0)
Saturday - Still unsure of what I was going to do later in the night, I decided to go sex toy shopping.
I bought the cutest little vibrator, A copy of Penthouse Forum, and a tattoo magazine. I figured if nothing else happens, at least I could go fuck myself.
We ended up getting all pretty and headed out to a club. People always go out of there way to do nice things for me on my birthday, even if I don't know them. I don't know why. I guess I'm just that special.
Why is that relevant you ask? Because there were people that we didn't know standing behind us in the line at the club and they offered to pay half to get us a table that they didn't even intend on staying at.
Of course, we accepted the offer and partied our asses of with these random people who turned out to be really cool.
Drank a lot of vodka and tequila.
I woke up on Sunday with NO HANGOVER! :0)
Sunday - Did the whole grilling thing and of course more vodka!
At some point in the night, the guys all decide to leave the girls and head to the strip club, which was fine by me cause I like being alone with drunk and vulnerable women.
I think they had a good time... That it until they came back and saw me and my friend sitting on the couch, me with my super cute new vibrator in hand and in a kinda sorta compromising position.
Yeah, that one.
I swear nothing happened, but of course I don't blame them for not believing me.
But I swear, it wasn't what it looked like. I mean I wish I could say that I was guilty, but this time I'm really not. Boooooo.
I woke up this morning hangover free. YEY!
I partied like a rockstar and now I need to sleep. I rock!
Oh, and in case you were wondering, Frijolero did finally register the car on Friday. Yey! He finally did something right for a change!