Another weekend of ridiculous debauchery. Friday and Saturday sort of blur into one as I didn't get home Saturday morning until ridiculous o'clock (after another late night feeding at the Denny's) and then Dale, Marn and I started in on one of 5 bottles of wine at about 2pm after picking up Marn from the ferry. We decided lunch on the Glowbal patio would be lovely, which it was; however, we may not have needed the 3 bottles of wine that accompanied it. Jill came by after we were done eating and helped with the 3rd one...thank god! Mon was in the city for a conference, so we went to the Hotel Van to meet her for 2 more bottles of wine. Keep in mind it was about 6pm at this point...not too smart. I got home and had a bath and was even contemplating a nap when Toad and EH showed up with a 26er of vodka and mix. Good lord!! Jill and Sarah came by and we had a fashion show and more drinks until we had to get to Cobre for Sarah's birthday dinner at 9. Dinner was lovely with champagne and more wine, then it was back to Glowbal to meet up with the others and a ridiculous bottle service. I could barely stand at this point and Marn and I called it a night - jumped in a cab and went back to Dale's. She came and met us about a half hour later. Let's just say it was a loooong day!
Sunday and Monday were both very lazy. I pretty much did nothing at all. It is amazing how 2 nights of crazy can tear me down. Anyway, enough about that...
I realized something a long time ago and as I get older I know it is true more and more. I am faster than everyone else at most everything. I am not talking a running race or anything like that, but I mean at the everyday tasks people perform. For instance: I am the quickest user of an ATM, I go to the bathroom quicker than EVERY women and most men, I am always the quickest person in a checkout line, etc. I don't know why these tasks that we should be used to doing take other people so bloody long. I almost snapped at a woman at the ATM on Friday. There was a 5 person lineup and she obviously waited for 10 minutes like a complete idiot because we she got up there it took her 5 solid minutes of rummaging through her purse to find her bank card. Who does that??? You had 10 minutes of twiddling your thumbs...why wouldn't you use this time to get your shit in order? Maybe I just always happen to be in line behind these people? It really pisses me off!
As a kind PSA I would like to remind everyone to make sure you know who you are texting/calling at 2am drunk. There are often more than one person with the same name!
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