Over and Out

So what can I say? The cookie monster crumbled and I was in bed by 11 on Saturday night. I'd had too many cookies and knew I should go home before things got real out of hand. Turns out, carrying around a bag of Milano Double Chocolate cookies in your purse is simply a recipe for disaster. But I also blame Friday night for my early departure from down town, as well. Tye's shower was almost too much fun for me to handle. Like I've said, drinking champagne in a nice dress always does me in. Throw in some good appetizers and friends that you actually want to see and things were bound to get a bit hazy. We drank, we danced, we made toasts, some even made burns... Toast giving 101, never mention the name of an ex. Even if it's all in good fun, an ex should stay as far from a bridal shower as possible. Especially if the ex is a person whom everyone in the room seems to know. Cue uncomfortable laugh followed by awkward silence.

So then the party moved downtown. It probably would have been in all of our best benefit had the party remained at the federal building and never even attempted the sweaty mess known that was the Rail. My dress that I was initially bummed had a spot on it the size of a pin prick concluded the night with traces of every shot I had taken on both the front and the back side. Not sure how I managed to spill down the back of myself but it's not the first time and I'm sure it won't be the last time, either. When the Rail finally became too sweaty and packed to even move we knew it was time to make the trek to The Bar. But we weren't greeted by at least twenty people we knew upon entering like usual so we very quickly decided it was time to go. I became instantly nervous that in my time away from Lincoln The Bar had suddenly become a place where anyone could go, like Iquanas or Brothers- something awful like that, who could all of these GDIs be, I wondered? But then I realized the faces were unfamiliar simply because they were all fresh faced 21 year olds I had never seen before. These were kiddys who were barely 18 when I was in college. My how Bar time flys.

I woke up Saturday without a voice and without the normal drive I have to drink on a game day. It was very bizarre. I was in the mood for the game, don't get me wrong, but I was more interested in getting into the stadium than I was to sit at a talegate and drink- like I said, I just wasn't myself. After the game concluded I made a brief stop at Theta to say hello to birthday girl Stigge. It was the first time I had been in Theta since our senior lemon dinner when I "fell asleep" between speeches and actual dinner. Besides some new paint on the walls and one new random chair in the living room it hadn't changed a bit. Fritzy was still pretending to be in her polly pocket size room, even though everybody knows she sneaks out the back to hang out with her biker boyfriend, Margey and her family were loitering in the kitchen stealing food for their trailer court. Sober Thetas were bitchy at drunk Thetas, drunk Thetas were spilling shit, and I was dressed like Cookie Monster riding a unicycle around the first floor. Times really never change.

I spent the greater part of yesterday browsing Facebook albums. They were everything I hoped for and more. I asked Chris if he thought the skanks were out in full force Saturday night and he said he didn't really notice too many. I wonder if perhaps he just said this because the last he saw of me Saturday night I was dressed in a blue furry outfit meant for an extra large male while on my way to get gyros with my parents before calling it a night. He probably just didn't want to make me feel bad. Last night Chris and I spent Halloween cozied up on our couch listening to the new Police Scanner app he has on his phone. There was a lot of action in ol Peker on Halloweener. There was numerous gun shot reportings, suspicious people in dark alleys, and even a drunk man in a cheerleading outfit running down main street. We were so busy looking up codes we could barely get to everything in time. We decided we'll just have to print off the code sheet from here on out. That's a big 10-4. Over and out.