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Ugh...what a weekend.
Started off great...well actually ecstatically wonderful...but I won't get into that much detail.
Headed to Rob's b-day spent a moment with Christian <3 and Seth. Met most of Rob's family. Rob was getting adamant & stupid so his family ran away to Gilley's so after Rob pissed, bitched & moan for an hour about how no one showed up...he went to Gilley's. Me & his brother Josh stayed to finish our beers, some group of 50 y/os in bad hawaiian shirts paid my tab then we headed to meet his family. I begged, I pleaded, but I still got rednecked.
Rob was pouting there too because all the fake redneck girls didn't want him. I was laughing my ass off because there were more brand new cowboy hats in there than at Cowboy Christmas BEFORE THEY FUCKING OPEN FOR BUSINESS. You goddamn losers. I loved the cha-cha-cha line dance where the entire dance floor of bored looking sheep had mass confusion as they were told to do the Charlie Brown; 200 heads perked like a dog who has no clue what you are saying. Stayed there til 2 when Rob dragged me out with no warning, lost his brother, don't know what happened to him, don't care. Went to the Ox for a little bit, where yes, (oh the shock, oh the horror) Rob STILL POUTED & complained. So we just went home.
Yea, that's exactly what we did .
I got a few hours of sleep before having to go work the show. Deanne's freaking about the wedding, spent the whole show drinking with her in front of the theatre waiting for Bachellorette Party Part I to start. Kate, Courtnee, Deven, Deanne & Ben all went out to start the fun. By 5 we were trashed but Deanne & I are wild & crazy so we picked up a couple of cases, went to the apartment and started shootin' the shit...and suddenly it was noonish & we were late for the show, but I wasn't worried because I was off on Sunday. Except I get there & the whole place is in havok. So several hours later (and another case down between us) we end one show & start another & set up a sound system & start another show, JayC showed up, spent 2 hours yelling at him to make him see although his show went to shit, I've learned it's not his fault & want him to stick up for himself, as I've started to so he can direct again...and took him home at 10:30...so when I passed out at 12:30 this AM, I thought I'd never wake up again.

But somehow I'm here at work training someone. The poor girl.

Hope your weekend had a little fun....mine had a nice moment or two.