effie

So last night was the first night in a really long time that I got TRASHED!!!! Here's what I can remember............
1. Went to Indian Restaurant for dinner. Came back home, waiting for my friends from NYC to arrive.
2. 11pm pick up friends, go to bars.
3. Started drinking Harpoon IPA, then switched to Jack, then 2 Petron shots, then I don't remember
When I came to we were at home, and my other friend had showed up with his Great Dane. I freaked out to see this huge dog just sitting in my kitchen, besides the fact that my kitty was having a heart attack.

I guess I just passed out, or at least that's what I was told. But I'm glad that I did. What usually happens when I get really drunk is the appearance of my friend "Awesome Effie". Awesome Effie is my alter ego who shows up to throw drinks and tell everyone how much awesomer (not a word) she is than them. Then she racks up huge bar tabs, because she's so awesome that I buy everyone drinks. I've since stopped taking credit cards with me when I go out.

Then there are the times that really Awesome Effie shows up and does things like: after leaving Denny's for a really late night splurge fest, we (myself and 20 or so friends) were walking out the door, so I decided to scream, "Let's all go back to the hotel and have a orgy!" Mind you I was the only girl in the group, I stood on a table, and Denny's was packed. It was entertaining.

Its hands down the funniest thing you will ever see, but I feel really bad in the morning. I can be really cruel.

I should have known better. I'm an experienced drinker. I woke up this morning bright and early with no hangover. My body is weird like that. I love it.

Well it's a beautiful day! I think were going to get some sangria and people watch.