Rock Chalk BITCHES!!
If you were to ask anyone to list the top 10 “fun times” or “memorable times” of their lives, last night would definitely make it into my top five. If you haven’t checked out pictures online or seen something on TV, then you clearly don’t read the news or watch it and you should!
My day started off with sleeping in after a relaxed Friday night. More importantly, I got my haircut, which I am convinced was the reason that the evening went so well. My fawsome co-worker, Chenoa, wanted to come and play in Lawrence and experience all the coolness that is going out on a game day. We went to Henry T’s and ate too much food. During the course of the evening, I drank 100 oz of beer! I counted!
My stylist, Heather, also joined us and we were busy checking out the guy behind us who had the most amazing ass. I also believe that his ass was part of the reason for the Victory that took place later.
After Heather telling the married guy who was hitting on her to fuck off and more food and beer, the game started. Let’s face it, we were amazing in the first half. After that, things sort of went septic and I got pretty nervous. However, the last part of the second half was amazing! Fuck you, Roy!
More cool than the game though was the energy and aura of the place. After the game, Chenoa went home and Heather and I went up to Mass.. She would not drive, so I took her car. We barely got up there and ended up parking a block from Kathy’s parents’ house. The street was closed for construction, but I sort of just said “fuck the barriers.”
So many horns and high fives. It was cool. We went to Libby’s since she has an apartment on Mass. It was perfect! We hung out there some and then decided to go “into the fray.” I’ve never been to Mardi Gras, but I would imagine it would have been similar, minus the boobs and penises and stuff. Ran into Monica and her friends and Libby and I held hands and danced! It was such a surreal experience. Almost like being drunk without drinking.
Decided to go home a bit early. Heather has worked all day and was tired. The person that was hanging out with her was also a bit annoying and needed to disappear. It was such a good night…a good weekend, because Friday wasn’t bad either.
Ok…Monday! Let’s see a real party on Mass after we win the whole fucking thing!
Oh, and fuck you, ROY!
