Best Weekend Ever

...didn't start out very promising...

Bowling Alley - 1400 Hours
As you may or may not know, Amanda and I are the Official Firing Party Party Planners. This month our party was held at the bowling alley on base; element funds paid for shoes and games. The only thing anyone had to pay for was food/beverage. Many beverages were consumed. The majority of our group go there around 1400, some people were still working and didn't get to join in the festivities till later...but they aren't really part of the story so they don't matter. This girl - Me - I'm the woman. I got an entire pitcher of beer for free from people I didn't even (still don't) know. Keep in mind pitchers here are $8.50. Then on a bet that I wouldn't do it, proceeded to drink the entire thing straight from the pitcher. (I know Mom, you're proud.)
So anyway, this was at the very beginning of the evening...many many pitchers later, drank out of cups of course...

*Carl's Room - 2000 Hours
As you may or may not have deduced, I'm pretty hammered at this point. We left the bowling alley and rushed to *Carl's place to shower and change because we were supposed to be in Fairfax to see a band play by 10. There's four of us and we're all seeing double. Somehow I'm the first one ready to go...those of you that know me know, that never happens. I'm chillin playing on *Carl's computer when I hear my name. Naturally I turn around...wow. Ass - all up in my face...
Nice prank, NOW GET IN THE DAMN SHOWER!!! About 2 hours later and 2 cups of ice water (poured on *Carl by his roommate and I while he was in the shower) later...we were ready to go.

TT Reynolds - 2330 Hours
If you haven't figured it out yet...we missed the show. But its a bar, so what did we do? We had some more drinks...why not? Then we mingled, found out there was an afterparty and made arrangements to meet up with everyone there...

KJ's House - 0100 Hours
Besides the actual tenants, I'm one of the few people that knew how to get to the after-party house...so my crew got there first.
...and we waited...KJ tried to make out with me...and we waited...Billy(KJ's roommate) tried to make out with me...and we waited...this is where the night goes down the crapper. Suffice it to say - the rest of the party never showed up, KJ's roommate(not Billy) decided to be a dick and kick all my friends out and then KJ had the nerve to ask me to stay...so I got really angry and stormed out. Oh and in all this mess I apparently sent Amanda a really mean text Thanking her for leaving me in such a shitty situation and not calling.

IHOP - 1430 Hours
What makes everything better? FOOD! ...and thank god *Carl was hammered cause he paid for everything! Luv you!!!

Base - 0400 Hours
Ah, finally a bed! ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ...

Home - 1400 Hours
Ah, finally, My bed! ...and a shower.

Undisclosed Location - 2000 Hours
*Jack picks me up and we go to our secret squirrel hide-a-way to drink with some of our buddies and figure out what bar to go to for the night. Somehow *Jack mistakes Jager for dog pee and gets all the ladies in the house in an uproar because the dog gets blamed and spanked and thrown in a cage...before anyone realizes...*Jack dripped Jager when he took his shot. Way to go Jerk ;) (Meanwhile I'm stifling my laughter so as not to piss off the womenfolk.) We leave soon after to meet pals in...

Random Georgetown Club - 2200 Hours
I can't remember the name of the place, could have to do with the fact that *Jack and I had a flask we were taking shots out of while we were walking the 10 freakin miles from where we parked. Oh and by the way - it was 12 degrees outside. I'm NOT kidding. Also I lent out my jacket that day, so all I had on was a blazer over my ho shirt. brrrr.
I haven't been to a club in FOR-EV-ER. First thing I did when I got there was buy *Jack and I drinks (He paid my cover). The bartender sucked. Seriously. So I promptly returned my drink and told him the recipe for the drink that I had ordered. He looked at me like I was crazy and was about to argue with me, when I say; "I know...I'm a bartender." Yeah...I am...huh? Whatever...the dude was hookin me up for the rest of the night. Can you say BLITZED? I was dancin, and singin, and movin to the groove, and...then some dude started groping me on the dance floor. That's why I don't dance with strangers people! I hate that...so for the rest of the night I made at least two of MY guys come out with me everytime I danced so that they could guard my booty and boobs. Oh yeah - someone took a random picture of *Jan's butt and she caught them in the act...that was pretty funny. Moving on...

Quik Pita - 0300 Hours
Sooooooooooo delicious. I swear I tasted Heaven wrapped in foil.

Base - 0400 Hours
I swear we had every intention of going straight to bed...

Hallway - 0430 Hours
So as we're walkin down the hallway to *Jack's room, some random dude sticks his head out of his room and invites us in. (So we were bein a little loud...and he wasn't too random...*Jack knew him) We continue to party in there and listen to music for about an hour, then *Jack gets out his light stick thingys. He turns out the lights and starts dancing to the techno shit that's playing. I'm so hammered, I just sit there completely mesmerized...totally lose track of time. At some point I went and passed out. I'm told it was around 0700. Yeah.

Jack's Room - 1400 Hours
This seems to be my normal wake-up time on the weekends. Ah but this time - Jack has cooked pancakes and scrambled eggs for me! Isn't he just wonderful, don't ya just wanna go out and get one for yourself? It gets better...then we watched Project Runway all afternoon. That's right, a guy that isn't gay, but doesn't mind watching an artsy fashion show! By the way - that's my new favorite show...

Home again - 1800 Hours
Shit, Shower, and Shave...didn't really have time to sleep...but its alright cuz I laid around all day anyway. Then Jack calls and tells me we are going to the Bungalow to meet the guys for a few drinks. We can't get shitty tonight cause we're going skiing on Monday.

Bungalow - 2200 Hours
I'm not drinking tonight...no, I'm not. Just water. Maybe some coffee. NO, I'm not drinking. Some People. Just can't take no for an answer! Thats when the shots began...and the wild night or partying commenced. Even now, I'm not sure what made the night so great - but it was. So many of our friends ended up showing up - I swear at one point we were rollin at least twenty deep. Good times! At some point *Sally pulled out her digital camera and we all started taking random pics. When she puts them all on CD for me I'll try to post some. They are hilarious...we took over 100 - her camera ran out of memory about the time the bar closed. There was alot of "kissing for the camera" going on...don't know what that was all about. We're a very lovey group when we're drunk apparently...

Undisclosed location - 0330 Hours
We catch a ride back to *Tom's house. Go upstairs, pass out. So when I wake up the next day - what do you think I want? Thats right - fatty wants breakfast. and I'm spoiled now, so I want him to cook it for me too. Guess what - He freakin agrees! A-mazing! Too bad he has no food in the house...
so he went to the store, while I sat on my ass and watched TV. Why isn't every weekend like this I kept asking myself? Around 1400, breakfast was served...shutup...it was breakfast okay. Scrambled eggs with ham AND cheese, fresh raspberries, blueberries, blackberries, and strawberries, bacon, and buttered cinnamon raisin toast. Now, they say the way to a MAN's heart is through his stomach, but I'm pretty sure it works for me too. DAMN.

Home - 1800 Hours
Then the clock struck twelve and Cinderella had to return to her 9 x9 hovel and resort to eating things out of cans and boxes...but I'm not complaining...I got to ride back there in style. *Tom drives a nice ass car.

It was the perfect fairytale ending to the not so fairytale, but very enjoyable weekend!!

P.S. *names have been changed to maintain anonymity.