Okay, the audiovisual portion of what I had to share didn't quite work out the way I had intended. So instead, you just get visual.
Remember last week, after my failed discussion with The Powers That Be? By the time K. and I got home, I was in pretty rough shape...to put it mildly. After spending an unusual amount of time hugging the living room wall - it the only thing in my life that wasn't spinning at that moment - I eventually found my way to the bathroom.
I've said it before and I'll say it again, there's nothing like lying naked on the tile to help jumpstart the recovery process. I stripped down, pushed the area carpet out of the way, basked in the coolness of the floor...and promptly fell into a drunken sleep on my crawl back to bed. Always one to care for my comfort and well-being, K. left me there to learn my lesson.
But I have learned a different and much more valuable lesson: Always know where your digital camera is but make sure your boyfriend never knows where his is. The true audiovisual humiliation was in the short video clip he shot of the conversation I had with the living room wall. But he really captured the true glamour and shame of the evening with this.
Now if you'll excuse me. I have a camera to hide. As soon as I'm done with this drink.
Posted by mak at October 27, 2005 9:28 PMYou slapper !
Posted by: Pam at October 27, 2005 10:49 PMOh, honey.
Posted by: Chris at October 28, 2005 12:18 AMThe baked ziti drunk in the hamper story is still one of your all time classics. Still makes me giggle.
Posted by: Tom at October 28, 2005 2:51 AMAt least you didn't do that in the cab. ;o)
Posted by: Jenn at October 28, 2005 5:54 AMClassic! One to save for the grandchildren. Now where the hell is the video? I don't care what you have to do, who you have to kill, or where you have to go to get it hosted...just GET it posted!
Posted by: Scottie T. at October 28, 2005 6:46 AMThat's a Xmas card right there! Put a little tinsel around the edges and mail that sucker out!
It must be the mom in me, but I think that is friggin' adorable. you look like a little boy who just plumb tuckered out from playing too hard.
Posted by: Karen at October 28, 2005 11:24 AMi totally agree with joe.my.god (who i think is hilarious and hot by the way) it should for sure see light as a christmas card.
Posted by: scott at October 28, 2005 1:44 PMThere goes your future career in politics. Oh well, there's always porn.
Posted by: Jeff at October 28, 2005 2:34 PMI love you, but K. rocks! ! !
Posted by: Andrew at October 28, 2005 3:06 PMDamn - I haven't done one of those in ages! But I never looked that cute passed out in the doorway!
Posted by: Spider at October 28, 2005 3:13 PMGeorge Bush spent many a night like that...
Posted by: homer at October 28, 2005 5:31 PMOk, so after Scott #2 (sorry to number you the same number that's shared with feces, oh my fellow scott, but we must know that I'm #1!!!) blatantly typed out his hard on for Joe.My.God, I had to check his page. All I have to say is JEALOUS! Shirley Q.? SO FUNNY! LOVE HER! I want a picture with her like that for MY christmas cards!!!
Posted by: Scottie T. at October 28, 2005 6:07 PMhehehe. :)
Posted by: jase at October 28, 2005 6:22 PMoh angel ... where did it all go wrong?
Posted by: bob at October 28, 2005 8:28 PMnow honey, you know I love you more 'n my luggage....but honestly, now I'll never NOT have seen that. *sigh*
Posted by: zenchick at October 30, 2005 4:40 PMp.s. I STILL can't believe the effin' purple couches post got more comments than this!
Posted by: zenchick at October 31, 2005 6:26 PMOK. That's just hot. Wrong, but hot.
Posted by: RcktMan at November 5, 2005 4:34 AM