July 16, 2000
I don't know what it was but after just 4 beers I felt like I'd been drinking all freakin' day! What up with that? Why can't I drink as much as I used to? I mean I don't necessarily want to but JUST 4 beers and i'm dancing on tables? C'mon! That's not right! So sure I hadn't eaten since lunch-time and it was well past 9 when I started guzzling from the keg, but still. Hmmm... maybe it's because it was served in a 16 oz plastic cup... so okay, yeah, 16 times 4 = hmmm... 6 times 4 is twenty-four, carry over the the 2 and add it to the 4 which is 6 which means the total I drank was 64 ounces of cerveza! In actuality I drank 8 glasses of beer right?? (play along with me here people!) Wooohoooo! Now we're talking! Now this stupid headache I have doesn't feel as bad. I can still drink. Aren't you proud o'me momma?
So Saturday night went well. Went to the couch-warming party and boy did I warm up that couch. Seems no one wanted to sit on it 'cept me. So I did and therefore was declared official couch tester. I'm so proud. I also finally got to see my friend L. whom I hadn't seen since he left work back at the beginning of the year. He's as sweet and cute as ever.
Anywho, my friend's roommate makes this amazingly-delicious chili which he's trademarked (unofficialy I think) Tuerk's Chili (pronounced turk). He's only doing it as a hobby and for contests but hopes to one day open up his own place and sell it. Let me tell you this chili was sooooo good. It had thick chunks of steak, no beans, sliced jalape�os, and a not-too-sweet-yet-just-spicy-enough tomato based sauce. Mmmm. A big bowl of it sounds good right about now. Kudos to Dan for making a batch last night. Dude! Go visit him at Tuerk's Chili.
After the party my friend Al and I decided to stop by my neighborhood sports bar. He was hesitant at first but as soon as he walked in he liked it. Cool. We only had one beer because it was very late and we both needed to get up early the next morning... well, in a few hours. Overall it was a great Saturday.
sidenote - I forgot my camera! I so suck! I always carry my little camera w/me and cannot believe I forgot to take it w/me to the party. *sadness*
sidesidenote - As usual I was the only latina in the place. I'm starting to like this. *evil grin*
It's Sunday morning and you know what/who I can't miss Sunday mornings. So I'm off to accompany Mr. Osgood.
Until then.
So it ain't a picture of beer... sue me.