i DID have the time of my life...

JFC... Friday night was a shitshow.

(Actually, I think I'm STILL hungover, which is quite unpleasant when you have to work at 7am).

Vote For Pete played another show (I know, two in 7 days! Big win!) at the Hoynes... originally Joe and the band's namesake Pete weren't going to go because Pete wanted to drink at college bars, but c'mon, it's KH! FWIW, I would have gone regardless, because every night at KH is a good night and those nights are made even better by the fact that my friends' band is playing and my favorite bartender is working. But this night at KH was different for many, many reasons...

1) Pete.... wearing a Santa suit. Apparently he picked up this monstrosity for $30 and it was the best $30 he's ever spent because this guy was getting the ladies left and right. It seems like girls have Santa fetishes (something I can't fathom) as made ever-so obvious by "Bad Santa" (Fuck me Santa!) and the fact that Pete got caught mackin' some girl at Ambrosia. AND got phone numbers. One bad thing about Santa fetishes? Cougars have them too...

2) Luke and his Hannah Montana fetish. Now I told him that I wouldn't tell anyone but it's not like anyone who reads this knows him personally and it's just too funny to pass up. Basically, he "has four nieces," but I still think it's utter bullshit and he just wants her hot bod. Now for the blackmail!

3) Chris and Luke dancing to "(I've Had) The Time of my Life." Dirty dancing. Um yes plz? I love me some two men grinding up on eachother.

4) FREE VERUCA SALTS... 'nuff said.

5) Tom Arnold lookalike (except I was drunk and kept calling him "Dan Ackroyd's Ugly Cousin" - yes I am nice I swear) telling me that if I lick this one guy's ass, he would reciprocate. Oh JFC. That is one thing that I never want to hear out of a complete stranger (or my boyfriend, no matter). I really shouldn't have been dancing like a skank with two random guys - at least I THINK that's what spawned this comment - but c'mon, after 3 kitty cocktails, 4 cherry vodka cokes and one veruca salt, I didn't know what my name was...

It was a fun night. That I remember all of. Which doesn't typically happen when Luke makes my drinks and "keeps them coming" (DIRTY) and they taste like delicious melty popsicles and blue raspberry koolaid (OMNOMFUCKINGNOM)...

So today I'm working 7am to 3pm at the switchboard and it is NO FUN. Good Morning America is here filming a segment about this girl who does a pajama drive for our residents and I was filmed in one of the clips D= GOOD THING I LOOK CUTE AT 8am... oh wait...