Birthday Extravaganza

Monday was my birthday. My present from the boy was a hotel room at The Driskill and a night on 6th Street. Apparently it's supposed to be haunted. Awesome. I didn't find out about that until I Googled the hotel's link. Haunted places scare me. Good thing I found out after I stayed there or I probably would've freaked out a little.

Anyway! My birthday was epic. I pretty much died from all of the free shots and drinks but it was totally worth it. It was the day leading up to 6th Street that was just my luck.

My car started to break down on my way to the courthouse Monday morning. My sister had to bring my dad's Suburban for me to drive while my dad got my car towed to the dealership. Then, on the way to Austin, I got to Georgetown (which is roughly 30 minutes from Austin) and the Suburban started to go haywire. The RPM needle kept going up to 4, 5, and 6 while I was trying to accelerate but the speedometer said I was decelerating. Then a cute little message popped up on the dashboard saying, "TRANSMISSION HOT" right as I noticed a gas-like smell. Great. What's even better is that all of this happened right across from a Chevy dealership. Life has a cruel sense of humor.

So, I had to wait an hour for the boy to come get me from the Chevy dealership. It was all fun and games after that (until I got to the airport and my flight was delayed an hour). It was a chaotic birthday but definitely one of the best.

One Ring to Rule them All

Sunday morning/afternoon hangovers are no fun. Last night was Alpha Gay's birthday party and boy did we all get hammered. Alpha Gay was the worst/best and it was hilarious. Spilff/Spliff/whatever we decided to call her and La Fonda were once again at my side and basically pouring drinks down my throat as if it was my birthday. Needless to say, we all had a great time.  Happy Birthday Alpha Gay!!

I have a dog now. Mom got a job in Hotlanta for two months and her dog, Chester, became a new addition to Blonde, Brunette, and I's little household. He has already taken a shit in the kitchen and barked his head off at Brunette's boyfriend (yes, he's here again) which was absolutely terrible for my hangover. 

Sunday is supposed to be a productive day of doing homework but there's a Lord of the Rings marathon on TNT and I feel like that's going to be way more fun.

Shakespeare's... ahhhhh

Even though the ATX might have been the death of me, it was an absolute blast!

We met with the Governor (rich tool whose ass will be dominated by KBH in the gubernatorial election), the Lieutenant Governor (robot who doesn't wear Vineyard Vines ties), Speaker of the House, and various other State Representatives and Senators. The House also passed a resolution in our honor. We're just that big of a deal. The schmoozing part was easy and fun but didn't compare to 6th Street.

Wednesday night was spent at the Four Seasons bar (high class) where I accidently spilled a drink on my lap (not so classy). The company I kept consisted of four guys. I loved my odds. Anyway, we went to a weird techno dance bar first that reminded me of the Eurotrash bar Yeti and I ended up at one night on K Street. We left after one of the guys accidently kicked a beer bottle off the second floor staircase and almost hit some guy (take note of all these accidents). So, we went down the street to Shakespeare's and spent a few hours there. I did my friendly duty of buying a round of shots for our crew. Apparently there were also girls flashing us from the stage. They must not have been impressive enough because I didn't remember that. Oh, and we ate pizza at the end of the night. That is something else I don't remember.... Or, maybe my mind just wants to block out the stripper moments. That has to be it.

The next morning we had to be up at 6:30. That really sucked. Welcome to the real world: You have fun at bars with your friends, then you have to work in the morning! Woo hoo! I feel like a real politician/lobbyist now! 

As exhausted as I was last night when we got home, that trip will forever be one of my favorite trips I've ever taken. And "Shakespeare's" has become a terribly hilarious inside joke for those of us who were there. Awesome trip.