I spent this weekend mostly working down the shore. Friday night, I got stuck working until 12:30 because one stupid fucking family refused to leave the restaurant. So I ended up staying in a motel that night, because it was pointless to drive back north that late and I also had work the next day. My room wasn't that bad. Two beds, a T.V. (which mysteriously turned itself on and off several times), fridge, bathroom, and ice. So I drank two beers that I brought down with me, and then intended fully to go to sleep right afterwards. It was a long day of work and I just wanted to lay down, and potentially pay a hooker for a full body massage. Well that didn't happen. There was a post-bachelor party going on down the hall, and they were not quiet. I went outside to see if it was worth joining in, but they were much older then me so I determined it to be lame. I was lonely in my room, but not lonely enough to get smashed with a bunch of horny, drunk 40-year olds. Then a bachelorette party from a different wedding party also showed up, and they were more gone then the guys. They were giggling and taking pictures of the other party's groom, who was already passed out. When I walked outside, the bride to be asked me if I had any weed on me. I guess I just have that persona of a person who is holding illegal narcotics. Finally they calmed down around 4a.m., and as I slipped away into a nice slumber a fire horn went off and four fire trucks sped down the street next to the motel. This woke up everyone down the hall, and so they decided to continue partying. I conked out around 5a.m.
I woke up Saturday around noon to house keeping trying to kick me out of my room. I tried explaining to them that I would leave in an hour after showering and getting my shit together. They seemed very frustrated with me, and after 10 minutes of yelling at me left. So with that done, I went back to sleep for another two hours. I eventually went to work, which went by very slowly. Most interesting part of the night was when this weird family wanted to have their pictures taken individually with me. I mean I'm an okay bus boy, but not photograph worthy. The photos are probably going to end up on some creepy porn site or blog. Anyway my friend was throwing a kegger up north, so I was trying to get out of work as early as possible. Managed to leave around 10:30, and drove up from the shore straight to the party. There was a good crowd of people. Most of them were a couple years older then me. My friend Mike was pouring shots and making some extremely strong mixed blue drinks, which pretty much did me in for the evening. That and the combination of keg stands and beer pong created a series of blackouts throughout the evening. I wish I took some pictures so that I could remember some parts. I faintly remember some 29 year old chick explaining to me that I was missing out because I would never let a girl finger my asshole. Thank god nothing crazy occurred after that conversation. There was also this really slutty chick there who I feel was hooking up with everyone at the party, and unless I'm misremembering I think her boyfriend was there too. He did not seem really to care at all when people were pouring water all over her white shirt which exposed her matching playboy bra and thong. Adam puked and passed out on the bathroom floor for a bit. When I asked him why he wouldn't get up, he responded with, "I need the cold tile floor to cool me down". He then attempted to make himself vomit, while I pissed in the shower.Overall it was a good night.
I woke up still pretty drunk around 11a.m. When trying to gather all my stuff together. I found my left sock in a cigarette astray. Probably was not sober enough to drive home but o well. As soon as I walked into my room, I passed out until 4:30. I was really surprised my parents did not wake me up to do anything. I went to church at 7p.m., because I'm a good catholic boy and I figured that maybe God could help cure this fucking awful hangover (which I still have as I'm writing this). Then H.C., Cunningham, and myself went to the movies to see the film "Splice".
All I can say is "What The Fuck". I mean I don't know if I'm disappointed or impressed. I am just so wierded out by the whole experience that I cannot form an actual opinion about this movie. (Spoiler Alert) There is actual graphic scenes of inter-species, erotic, incestuous, creepy-ass, gender changing fucking.........and rape in this movie. So I really don't know what to say about this film, I just know the disco fries I ate afterwards were delicious.
