As you all know I'm on vacation and I've had some very late nights lately. Last night I went to a restaurant called 99 with my friend chad where they have 2 for 1 drafts and drank there from 7-930 and then got a ride downtown to the bars from my younger brother.
My brother's ex gf Carrie met us there and we played darts and then i got introduced to Carrie's friend Jane (really cute). So the four of us drank and partied at the bars until 2am and had a great time because me and Jane were really hitting it off and Chad was doing a great job consoling Carrie since she is still really upset and depressed after the recent breakup.
So 2 o'clock came and Jane said something about having to get up for 9am but we all ended up going to the pizza shop nearby for pizza and chilling there until about 3am. Then someone had the idea of meeting back at my apartment to play poker and continue drinking. So the four of us came back and played poker in my room and drank until 6 o'clock in the morning and had a blast. I was making out with Jane for awhile and tried really hard to get her to stay over but she had to get up in 3 hours (it turns out she has two kids at home - she's my age, 26) so I understood she really had to leave. When my brother and other roommate woke up to go to work at 615am i was still drinking
I just got off the phone with Carrie and the four of us are all supposed to go out drinking on thursday night together so i'm hoping to have an even better night then
meanwhile, i'm fucking exhausted and i feel like i got hit by a train.
i wonder if i got hit by a train.
My brother's ex gf Carrie met us there and we played darts and then i got introduced to Carrie's friend Jane (really cute). So the four of us drank and partied at the bars until 2am and had a great time because me and Jane were really hitting it off and Chad was doing a great job consoling Carrie since she is still really upset and depressed after the recent breakup.
So 2 o'clock came and Jane said something about having to get up for 9am but we all ended up going to the pizza shop nearby for pizza and chilling there until about 3am. Then someone had the idea of meeting back at my apartment to play poker and continue drinking. So the four of us came back and played poker in my room and drank until 6 o'clock in the morning and had a blast. I was making out with Jane for awhile and tried really hard to get her to stay over but she had to get up in 3 hours (it turns out she has two kids at home - she's my age, 26) so I understood she really had to leave. When my brother and other roommate woke up to go to work at 615am i was still drinking
I just got off the phone with Carrie and the four of us are all supposed to go out drinking on thursday night together so i'm hoping to have an even better night then
meanwhile, i'm fucking exhausted and i feel like i got hit by a train.
i wonder if i got hit by a train.
