And this is why I wasn't going to drink last night. I am awake for the second time. The first time was at 6:30 but my head was pounding so bad that all I could do was take four advil and go right back to sleep. At least I moved from the floor to the bed. Let's play back the day.
Went to work (and it's taking me a 1/2 to type this post because of how I am doing for the record...) and was able to get absolutely nothing accomplished because I needed the client to make decisions about important things and they pretty much ignored me. It was one of those kind of days where I did some half ass stuff but spent most of the day on facebook and tumblr. I left around 4 and headed home.
Got home around 5 and hung out with the kid until it was time to go to my director's anniversary party. I had already told TGF I was going to the party so she was hanging out with her friends last night. I think it's good we have a healthy relationship where we both are free to have our own friends and hang out with them without worrying about being jealous or paranoid.
My friend came over around six and we headed down to the bar. She is the one who was recently kicked off cast for being a bad influence on our director's son. This was going to be the first time she saw them since being kicked off cast which is why she wanted to show up with me. I was her safety net. I had planned on not drinking but...
For a gift I gave them the ultimate regift. On our tenth anniversary X2 gave me a silver frame engraved with "Happy tenth anniversary". Funny I had it sitting around without a picture in even when we were married. Foreshadow much? Anyway, I found it and wrapped it up for them. I gave it to them with the explanation that I wanted it to be with a couple who will not only enjoy being married for 10 years but who will have more to come. They liked it.
From there things start getting a little fuzzy. The booze was a flowing, the party was a rocking. People were coming and going for the next five hours. I never got so drunk that I blacked out or was stumbling, but there are parts of the evening that are seriously fuzzy. I do remember my director taking me into the bathroom and telling me how much he likes TGF and that he is working on his wife and that he wishes she would be nicer to TGF and that the friend I brought with me is "a dirty little whore".
(God it is taking forever to write today)
At that point I knew I had to keep him in the bathroom until he calmed down. Because right after saying that he took his glass and threw it against the wall breaking it. He is more pissed off that his kid is making some of the same mistakes he did when he was younger including that he is worried he is on some hard drugs, but it is easier to take it out on this girl. She isn't related to him and he can vent his anger that way without having to give up the idea his kid is in trouble. I calmed him down and we talked through everything and hopefully he is going to have a talk with his son today.
A little after we headed out which was around 11:30ish. It was decided that a bunch of people were coming back to my place for boardgames. Most of whom are still here in various locations on the floor. I was too drunk at that point to argue. I had about 10 here last night and five are left not counting the kid and KBF.
On the way home I vaguely remember getting food and rockstar. We then proceeded to party hard. There are multiple empty vodka bottles in the kitchen, Mike's hard bottles everywhere, and an empty rum bottle. I had rum? Around 2 the police came. Yep. It was that good of a party. Apparently they had multiple noise complaints. Nice. I don't know who called but let's see who gives me the dirty look today.
Somewhere around 3 we ended up in a pile. But it was at 4:45 that my friend went home because there was still too much noise going on. And then two hours later I awoke with a splitting skull.
Welcome to the weekend bitches.
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