Before I can start off with my story of going out I have to continue on with how my terrible Thursday (day) continued. The rest of my day at work ended nicely, so did dinner with the 'rents, however the night at the gym did not go as smoothly. I met my friend Katie and her daughter, and got set to work out. We were recently informed by our gym friend "C" that we were working out all wrong, doing weights after cardio, who would know such a thing? apparently everyone but us, anyway so we started out with weights when I spied an ex with whom i have a very awkward relationship with to say the least, lets just say everytime we tried, it never ended well, usually always due to my overexaggeration and dramatization, but anyway, I immediately drop my hands from the machine I was about to use and hiss to Katie, "we have to go to the ellipticals RIGHT NOW!!!" she of course is not going without a fight, you would understand if you knew her. Anyway we get to the ellipticals,with a big commotion nonetheless, clearly causing the scene that I DIDN'T want to cause, and i try to tell her the story without the whole gym overhearing. Anyway, she ends up leaving early bc her darling baby girl wouldn't quit crying in the nursery, so I am left to fend for myself. So I kill myself and do an extra 10 minutes on the ellipticals, then decide I haven't tortured myself enough, so i hop on the bikes and do 30 more minutes!! Just when I am about to finish on the bikes, he pops up on this ab thingy right next to the womens locker room!!! I can't hop back on the bikes, or the elliptical, or leave without my keys (damn that locker room door) so I HAVE to walk past him, and he is taking his merry time. Well I manage to shimmy past him w/o having to make chit chat, I run to my locker, grab my keys and cell and immediately start making calls so I can look too busy to chat and not rude, of course at this point in time NONE of my girls feel the need to answer the phone, RUDE! So i just pretenc and get out of there as quickly as possible. After all this I can not wait to get a drink!!! So i called my wonderfully fabulous and oh so classy friends Kyle and "the Chase" to go out. I swear they know of every fabulous night spot in KC and they always look the hottest out of anyone, anywhere. We went to this fabulous little bar downtown called Madrigal, where I proceed to drink the bar out of rum, seriously!!! Then Kyle drug me to another hot spot Missy B's where we drunkenly danced the night away until 3 in the morning. Me and Kyle of course loving the mirrors on the dance floor mor than we cared about dancing with eachother, i swear if i never get married we will be the real life Will and Grace, i think we might have even promised to stay single forever so we can always have as much fun with eachother as we do now. Anyway, back to my bottle of rum, the previously stated adventures were something I truly regretted when I got to J's house and the whole apt was spinning. This is where I have come to the conclusion that it is so not fun to be really drunk when your boyfriend is in a deep sleep and not cooperating with your drunken fun. So after an hour or so of forcing him to talk to me so I could sober up and make the room stop spinning I feel into a deep sleep, so not wanting to hear my alarm at 7 am. But of course it never fails, so I woke up this morning with a horrible hangover and a burning stomach, thanks rum and diet coke. Pulled myself out of bed threw my hair up and ran to work, thankfully on time. But regretting every minute of my rum feast from the night before. So now I am having a horrible time trying to concentrate on work, and am counting down the minutes until I can leave for lunch to meet bridget, because I absolutely love being a lady who lunches!
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