Friday, July 15, 2011

Beach. Drinks. Drunks.

I haven't posted in a while, actually I haven't posted anything since I have turned 21 and the state let me legally hold a drink, instead of sip off my friends while I slip them dollar bills to cover my addiction.  So now bars are my life, and I try not to broadcast that but its a cold hard fact that cannot be ignored.  I had to learn the ropes of the bar scene, like how to order a drink quickly and know exactly what to say.  With more trial and errors than Paris Hilton's singing career, I got the hang of it, unlike Paris.  I now am a Bar Star and I feel like I'm moving on up in the world.  I guess I could start with just giving you guys the low down on the past week....

I have gone out every night since, well, Saturday? Friday? I'm not really sure. I guess I will start at Saturday: Beach.  Drinks.  Drunks. That about sums it up.  A group of 20+ people headed to South Haven and just got drunk.  That's where I met B.  Shes a wonderful girl. As my Social Lubricant (Burnetts Orange Cream and a Splash of OJ #pureclass) set in, I sat down and chatted this beach goddess up.  As the talk got longer, our distance grew shorter.... and get your mind out of the gutter, I meant the fact that we are from the same home town and have a lot of the same friends. And as she drove us back that evening, our good friend.... Bryan? Sure...  Lets change his name to that, was in the car and he was beyond White Girl Wasted.  Let me just save the leisurely story line and give you the play by play:

Bryan comes over
Make bad decisions
Drive him to his car
Home
Cig
Wish I had a breathalyzer
Wonder how I was able to Drive
Pass out.

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