jesselyn

I had a big week.

Wednesday night was the Sevendust concert. Fucking awesome! Loved it!

Last night was my best friend's birthday. I got a tad inebriated. We went to Stella Blues for dinner. Awesome. Their dirty rice is phenomonal. Then to TGI Friday's for a beer with friends. Next to Chester's for a few drinks and darts. It was so much fun. Then to Water Street (yuck). We started at Brother's. I was not having fun then. I hate Water. All these stupid college kids and underagers just getting trashed and trying to fuck on the dance floor. Then begrudgingly I agreed to go to The Pickle. Worst bar on Water. But it was her birthday and I couldn't tell her no. So we went. It was horrible. We danced and got slammed into. I punched some guy in the stomach for slamming into us. Then I pushed a girl and almost got into a fight. Apparently I get violent when I'm crowded and just starting to sober up. Then we saw one of my good friends from high school. High point of the evening when she came out of nowhere and and made me dance with her. Then she forcefed me what she called "pocket meat" (it ended up being teryaki beef jerky that she had in her pocket). Kinda gross! I love my friends.

So we get home and my best friend's boyfriend calls us. She apparently slammed her hand in the car door and broke 4 fingers. When they got home she fell out of her car and puked all over herself on the garage floor.

This is why I don't go drinking. Who could pass up that much fun?