Lemonberry Drink- you are the DEVIL.
What was supposed to be a chill night in Addison turned into a disastrous ride home from Uptown at 1:30AM.
Everyone that was supposed to come hang out at the Londoner bailed so Chris "Im rocking argyle" and I headed for Idle Rich in Uptown to meet up with Jen and Court. Chris likes to people watch- which is fine if there is someone else for me to talk to but otherwise I don't to sit there with nothing to do so it got way more fun once the girls showed up.
Everyone also drank alot more. Which is what led to this- I think and hope.
I should also say that I don't believe I have ever really been totally plastered. I have been pleasantly buzzed, but whatever this was went well beyond that. The room it was a spinning.
So Chris got to drive his shnockered roommate back to Addison with several (lord) stops along the way for me to test my stomach's reverse peristalsis function- don't worry it works. To top this off two of Dallas' finest in blue pulled up behind us to check on the situation (me) and tell Chris to pull off of 635.
Chris is a champ- he tried to get me to eat bread (which i didn't) and made me drink some water before depositing me in my bed (which is the worlds most comfortable). To do this he had to clear all the crap I had left on it off- which was probably pretty scary. He also put my hair in a ponytail (I think) because I woke up with my hair in one and I don't think I was in any condition to think of doing something smart like that. My room is a certifiable disaster area right now, so seriously he deserves a medal.
So now I get the great joy of finding out what all my friends have been talking about- Hangovers. This isn't fun at all, the room is still spinning a little and I had the world's biggest craving for Freebirds, which is conveniently located 7 minutes from my house. Yay for Advil. Boo for work tomorrow.
-Liz