hangover wednesday

to say i feel like shit today would be an upgrade. when i woke up (at 6 for some reason) i was still drunk. now i'm just massively hungover. however, this morning i did stop at both dunkin donuts and mcdonalds because i wanted an orange juice coolata and because mcdonalds has a better sausage, egg, and cheese sandwich. i also took many advil. but i digress. today will be better if we focus on the highlights (and/or lowlights, depending on how you see some of them) of $1 draft tuesday:

1) a great group of people was there. we all know good company is like 90% of it. it was almost all the guys and some cool girls (therefore they were not from my high school).

2) the tab was $99. mind you, this is $1 draft night. and i closed my tab when the special ended, so it doesnt include what we drank afterwards.

3) i was talking to the bassist on the way back from the bathroom and he noticed how our group is there every week. he then decided we needed a group name so we could taunt each other on a regular basis. we decided upon "the sexy people" as it is very fitting to our group. for the rest of the night, we demanded that they "play something sexy." they played some marvin gaye. bravo.

4) the bassists 8 year old son plays a mean bass. he stood in for one song, and was very impressive.

5) laura and i met this kid named gregg (or "gregg with 3 g's") as he apparently said. at first this made me think greggg. either way, this kid was retarded. and also, he looks like he's about 17 because he has braces. he acts about 17 also. come to find out, he brags about calling into a local radio station and being on the radio. "you might've heard me before, i call in and talk to courtney in the mornings sometimes." ummm no, i havent heard you. and apparently for valentines day he sent courtney and her mom some flowers. i hope that was the last time i run into gregg with 3 g's.

6) after i made a snyde comment about how julie should makeout with the bassist (probably within earshot of him), she threatened me with friendship.

7) this girl who we went to high school was there with her friends and some guy. she'd been seeing a med student for a while who i make fun of and have never met. when she arrived last night, she immediately came over to warn me that this was not him, and so i shouldnt talk about him tonight. for the rest of the night i asked her how "dr. jim, the gyno" was.

8) i left myself a note for the morning that said "note to self: be sure to cut debbie today." it shall be done. you're on notice, debbie.


today has counter-productivity written all over it. i've already resigned myself to hours of pain and discomfort.