This is what happens when you give me and my friends too much alcohol.
I have alcohol breath and it ain't pretty.
So anyway I decided to take a jab at this whole blogging thing after a few drinks because i think everyone can agree iwth me on this one that you think the clearest when you've had a few? am i right am i right or am i right?! So my topic of conversation this loverly Sunday morning is: The Doggie Diner at SBC Park.
I volunteered there last saturday and it was fun. i'll admit i couldn't help but snicker at the hilarity of the situation as it was a bit ironic serving people hot dogs and beer after you've obtained a college degree. Oh but im not hating or anything. I had lots of fun and one thing i've always taken for granted is the way everyone (yes, including YOU, dear reader) squints at the menu board on the wall whilst ordering your food. This is after you usually know what you want. Hey, I do it too. And how everyone orders a goddamn coke without specifying a size. But I'm not complaining I had fun and I'll do it again. If only for the free food and the view of a miniscule JT Snow frolicking around 1st base. Oh, sexy sexy.
GO GIANTS!
Posted by Nancy at 03:29 AM
Posted by Nancy at 05:24 AM
I made someone "happy" today.
I am dunk right now.. Okay not drunk,k but im coming off of my drunkenness. i went to club called gravity and the 9.8 meters per second of vertical force really got to me. oh god that was such a lame attempt at a joke .. didnt even succeeed as a joke but as eviddence that i am the biggest physics dweeb ever to walsk the face of san francisco. I am actually amazed my motor skills are inatact enough to be able to connetc my digital camera to the usb cord thingy to connect to the computer and upload the photographs that were stored on the digltal camer. then i even went to photoshop and resized the picture! all this with about 5 lbs of ethanol in my bloodstream, yo. i am da bomb. anyway matt storeset the noerweigian swimmer im glad you're enjoyed my friends moaning at you. <3
i dont think im gonna wash my face or burhs my teeth or change my closths. fuck this im going to sleep.
Posted by Nancy at 03:52 AM
Last night Charisse, our new friend Jenny and I ditched a house party to check out the gay club downstairs. It was a little strange at first, seeing as almost every guy there had no shirt on and the bathroom had no door or stall, but it was a good time. The music fabulous and we didn't have to worry about sleazy guys hitting on us. And we got to talk to really cool guys about fashion and other superficial shit. We got a few free jello shots too because we were the only girls there. Everyone there was sooooo nice to us, and we knew for sure it wasn't because they were looking to get laid. Ahh, it was so cool.
Posted by Nancy at 09:19 PM
Oh lawd, this website has become incredibly sucky. Not that it wasn't already. I have nothing to write about. Or maybe I do, I'm just to lazy to do so. So instead, here are some pictures from tonight. Probably because pictures can tell a whole lot more that a heap of poorly articulated words. Or something.
Posted by Nancy at 04:21 AM
Las Vegas in a nutshell:
(Yes, I love it that much to make a collage.)
Posted by Nancy at 09:43 PM
I love to reminisce about Las Vegas. Las Vegas is the greatest city in the world. It's a place where you get get $5.99 prime rib, win $10 at the nickel slots, and catch a load of free shows. It's a place where you can be awake at 4am and still find a place to party somewhere. It's a also place where you'll find freak perverts whacking off next to you at Mcdonald's ... a place where you'll witness a marriage proposal in front of the Bellagio ... it's a place where you can party at Tommy Lee's gig over at Light. But the best part about Las Vegas is getting totally piss drunk on free alcohol and meeting some cool new friends! I heart Las Vegas.
I've leafed through all 257 of our Vegas photos and here's a SMALL sampling (as always, the most of FUN ones will not ever make it on the web.. haha and oddly enough I'm being serious here too):
Oh, and disclaimer: We were drunk in all of these photos with the exception of 1 or 2. Hee hee. <3 White Russians
Does anyone have like 500 dollars I can borrow have so I can go to Vegas again?
Posted by Nancy at 01:09 AM
Alcohol is the leading cause of birth defects, DUI's, and short term amnesia. It's a little disconcerting finding out that 3 months ago, excessively intoxicated at a club, you permitted a female friend to bite you in butt after returning from the bathroom. Did I forget to mention that alcohol is also the leading cause of really really really BAD JUDGEMENT?
Posted by Nancy at 09:47 PM
Oh my lawdd. The worst hangover, ever. After attempting to console my pounding headache with some good ol Campbell's chicken soup, I found myself in a soup of my own vomit, the freshly regurgitated noodles garnishing my spew-soaked sweatshirt. You can imagine it smelled quite lovely. I am never drinking again*.
Oh and in response to last night's post, I must say I make much more sense when I'm drunk.
* yeah right
Posted by Nancy at 11:58 PM
A telltale sign that I'm pretty drunk: I can't feel my tongue. And there's this strong need for me to vomit. Yeah, right now I'm pretty wasted. An d don't let my previous entries tell you different. Ugh I don't know what the previous sentence means, allz I knowi is I'm trying not to vomit. And. I'm making a VERY good effort not to make ANY typos whatsoever. Probably not so sucessful, eh? That's like, when I wake up the next morning and see what I've typewritten and published on public html when I was drunk, I get so embarrased! Because of the typos. Yeah, call me wierd. I am. Yeah, tomorrow when I'm sober enough to see this, I'll be like, WTF?!?! I had two martinis and a purple hooter and I want to vomit. Should I?
Oh yeah, and who are these fuckers who keep trying to add me on Friendster. I don't know them, yet they want to be my friendseter. I thought the whole premise was to add your friends, not strangers.. Who's Jose? I don't know anyone named Jose Santos. Do I? I have such a bad memory. There are a pile of clothes on my bed that I really should hang. But I've been sleeping with them on top of the comforter for the past few days. That's not very comforting at all, having a pile of clothes on your body when you're trying to sleep. But I do it anyway, because I'm effing lazy.
Look at that picture of Viggo Mortenson down there. He just looks so damn nerdy. And I can't help but wonder, what kind of childhood did he live having a name like VIGGO? Viggo. Viggo. Viggo. Viggo. I can't imagine having some dude named Viggo in my class and him not being made fun of by the "popular" kids. I'm glad I wasn't one of the "popular" kids. Can you imagine being one of them, having your self esteem skyrocket when you were younger then having to face the real world as an adult? They're probably still used to stepping all over people, and realizing its stupid and fruitless to do so.
Haha, fruitless. There was this one day at school I kept using that word and everyone kept looking at me funny.
Uhhhhhh... I think I should lie down.
I just kicked all the clothes off my bed onto the floor. I'm probably going to hate myself in the morning.
I just realized something, this is probably my bestest post of all, because I'm drunk and I don't know what the fuck I'm saying. Don't be surprised to find this post deleted sometime soon. And those of you reading right now, DON'T HATE!
I can't believe I said "Don't Hate".
Posted by Nancy at 03:18 AM
One of my future husbands (I claimed him in 8th grade, after Ladybugs) has left the human population.
So young, so sad. (article)
Unrelated addendum: Despite the evidence of barf-sodden jeans and the killer hangover I awoke to this morning, I have no recollection of typing up the below post. I guess one would have to be pretty wasted to admitting Britney rocks (I really think she does, for the record). Apparently lapses in memory (and judgement) often occur when one has consumed enough alcohol to make the homeless dude living outside the liquor store proud. That being said, I don't think I'm going drinking again for the rest of my life. (We'll see.)
Posted by Nancy at 12:31 AM
Oy, don't tell my parents but i am heavlity undr the influence if you know what i mean wink wink.. anyway i just wanted to say that i had someone throw up on me tonight and it was not awesome. stay away from anyone hovering over an albertonss bag in their hand while saying 'i need to throw up' ok.. unless you want barf on your pants like i have right now. anyways happy holidays.. yeah.. alcholol is eveil.
'ps britney rocks especiually # 4 and 8 on her new 'in the zone' cd
Posted by Nancy at 03:29 AM
Speaking of alcohol, I have a complaint. Why was I able to down 2 kamikazes, a "purple hooter" and a shot of Hennesy and merely be buzzed and not completely wasted? Why is that? That's over 25 dollars worth of liquor, and it used to take about 7 (2 beers) to get my 110-pound ass good! Poo.
Posted by Nancy at 04:12 AM
