homeI'm alive, I'm alive! I made it to class blog today despite what my alter ego, Nancy, who decided to come out in full force yesterday, had in mind.
You see, Nancy is one crazy little bitch. She thinks taking multiple (ie. more than four) shots of $2 tequila on a Sunday is a great idea. She also thinks fireball at 11pm, after said shots of tequila and multiple pitchers of beer, is also a great idea. Nancy is reckless, thinks nothing of the consequences her decisions will create, and lives the hell in the moment as if tomorrow will never come. Nancy is all fun and games until my 7am alarm goes off and I feel as if I am paralyzed when I try to move.
I think Nancy got a bit upset over the weekend because on Saturday she was left at home, hanging up in the closet, because I had to be responsible and be the designated driver. By the time I woke up on Sunday morning, I was so alive and chipper from the lack of alcohol consumed Saturday night, I couldn't even get dressed before Nancy was demanding a bloody Mary, amongst any other alcoholic beverage she could get her sassy little hands on.
Anyways, the moral of this story; $2 tequila shots are never a good idea, Fireball late on a Sunday will force you to pretend you have a migrane the following morning so you can sleep off your hangover an extra few hours before arriving at work, and when you're losing in your Fantasy league really, really badly, Nancy is going to come out on a mission to make you completely forget all about it.
Well played, Nancy. Well played. Where the hell is that bitch when I need some Advil though?
Oh, oh! Everyone should be extra proud of me because in addition to the story of my alter ego, I came prepared today with lots and lots of pictures from my weekend. Look at me go, all bloganized and stuff!
Saturday was my bestie's birthday celebration, which started out with tailgating at UCF. I, quite honestly, don't care much about UCF so I decided to support my Noles despite being on someone else's campus. #sorryimnotsorry Bear also decided to rep his school, Miami... This weekend should be interesting.
And by interesting I mean that him and I probably wont speak to each other on Saturday.
(For those who aren't in tune with college football, our teams are rivals and are playing against each other this weekend. It's a pretty big game because we're both undefeated and in the same division.)
If you can't figure out what we're doing in that picture on the right, we simply can't be friends. That's all there is to it.
Every year for Panda's birthday I make her some type of craft present. Sometimes it's something sparkly and exciting, but most of the time it's something off the wall and/or ridiculous. This year I went ridiculous.
(We call her Panda.)
Panda party hat, oh yeah!
And then bear and I got caught being gross...
Sorry, mom.
And then, like I said, we went out to continue the celebration.
And that's all she wrote, my friends.
Now that I'm feeling slightly, somewhat, back to normal I'm going to attempt to get some work done. Look at me go!
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