The Mice Are Away....

So my ass is playin! I'm still recovering from last night....Wow! So I was supposed to have a "girls night out" which is still KINDA turned out to be, but just not on the scale that I thought. The ORIGINAL plan was to have a BBQ at my friend K's house and then head downtown to hit up the clubs. Several of my friends were supposed to come: R, V, Iv, K, E, and maybe S. Well in my usual fashion I was running late, so I didn't get to K's until like 7:15 (I was supposed to be there at 5:30). On the way over, R calls me and says that she's got some shit going on and was just going to meet us at the club. V's baby daddy couldn't come pick up her daughter until like 8:00 so she was meeting us at the clug and then Iv was not feeling well so she was coming to the BBQ but not to the club. Then I get to K's to find her doubled over on her couch~she has a bladder infection. I'm thinking, "are you kidding me" how often does this happen where I have a weekend to kick it as hard and late as I want, and now no one's wanting to kick it???" On top of that, it was typical Oregon weather, so even though the weatherman said it was going to be sunny and 75, it was pouring rain and like 55. So that was the other downer to the evening. So K and I go to Fred Meyer so she can get some medicine and we can get other various BS, and she's getting worse by the minute. So we get back to her house and I'm like "K-call urgent care, maybe they can call in an Rx" so she finally does that and they do call in an Rx. So while she's left to go pick it up at the pharmacy, I text message R, V and Iv and tell them never mind, there's not going to be a party cuz K is not well. When K got back I told her that I was just gonna head home because she really needed to rest and get better. She's like "ohhh hell naww girl, we are sooo going out~ just let me take this shit and start to feel better and we ARE hitting the club!!!!"That's my girl! :-)

So then Eb calls and says she is on her way over and yes we ARE going out. So I get ready and make sure I am looking finer than hell, cuz hey E is gone and I'm completely pissed at his ass so fuck it! Before we leave, we all take SEVERAL shots of Tequila, Captain Morgan's and drink Captain Morgan's and Coke. So we are feelin nice when we leave. Get downtown and go to The City again. They were playing the same shit they played last week! However, I'm gettin' play from a cutie white boy, so it's alll good!! Then for whatever reason, after about 2 hours, 3 drinks and 3 jello shots later, K says that we should go to The Red Sea, so we walk over there. Can you say GHETOOOO-ASS club??? Seriously....Latrell Spreewell's everywhere, dudes with their girls straight tryin to talk to you on the sly, and Lawwwd Jesus why was a gold toof all in my face all night??? The music was bangin though!! Then, just like clockwork~here comes the drama. Eb's man is there and they start arguing, like SERIOUSLY arguing....**Ummm excuse me, you are ruining my drunk with this bullshit** I swear men just bring drama...and two drunk motha-fuckas cannot have a civil and meaningful conversation....so they are going back and forth and K is all up in their shit trying to play referee. That is one thing I won't do...if my girl is into some shit with her man, I will not get in the middle...Umm not my place!!!

We finally leave the club, they argue all the way home by cell phone, because he refuses to take her home, even though they straight live together, and have 2 babies....Que pasa?? So K and I take her home. Then we hit up Taco Bell, which is by far the best drunk food EVER...I sober up and drive home at about 5 AM....I haven't had a night like that in years!