Why I Shouldn’t Ever Drink Shots
Posted By Kristabella on January 4, 2009
Alternate title: One of the Many, Many Reasons I Would Be a Bad Rock of Love Contestant.
Before I get into the real point of this post, I just had to share that my cat is licking the glue off an envelope right now. He’s been doing it all day. Where the fuck was that kind of help when I was mailing 140 Christmas cards?
Anyway, back before New Year’s Eve, I got a bug up my butt and really wanted to go out. I’m not a big fan of New Year’s because it is usually a big let down because you pay a lot of money and you can’t get to the bar and you’re not as drunk as you should be for forking over all that cash. But for some reason, I was itching to go out this year.
Thankfully, that bug was gone shortly thereafter. I shat him out in the toilet or something. So I ended up spending New Year’s at home with my friend Michelle, my friend wine and a lot of yummy food. We had a great night and it was much better than going out. Plus, Michelle brought her dog over, which freaked the fuck out of my cats. They hid all night, away from the dog, and it was nice not to have them around for once.
So instead of going out on December 31st, I decided that Saturday night would be a good night to go out. It would be cheaper (in theory) and we would still have a kick ass time. I went out with my friend Schwerer to her favorite place in the whole world, Howl at the Moon. Her mom recently passed away and I think she needed a girl’s night out filled with drunken debauchery. I was happy to help.
Since I didn’t go out on Wednesday night, I decided that the dress I was going to wear out if I had gone out was to be worn to Howl. Which is funny because Howl is not a dressy place. But I didn’t care! The ladies of The Working Closet are rubbing off on me. And turning me into a proper lady. It’s like Flickr Charm School!
I needed to get dressed up to match my sexy bangs! (It’s hard to tell in that photo because the light in my house sucks, but the dress is a darker purple.)
We had a really good time out. We danced and sung and acted like drunk fools. Normally I get pretty drunk while I’m there, but only on beer so I’m in control. I have done stupid things there like give my number to the bartender, but who hasn’t done that?
But last night the dude at the table next to us bought us three rounds of shots (or it might have been four. I lost count.) So that coupled with the endless buckets of beer, and Drunkabella was out in full force!
(That same dude actually grabbed my boobs and my friend’s boobs multiple times. He got me by catching me off guard when I was coming up from the bathroom and he was leaving. He got a two-handed grab and wouldn’t let go. Good thing I was drunk. Oh who am I kidding? Who doesn’t like a random boob grab?)
The thing about Howl at the Moon is that my inner band geek/groupie comes out. Because about four beers in I’m always like “I LOVE MUSICANS! Want to date piano player!” And then that’s all I talk about the whole night because OMG! Did he just look right at me?
For some reason I was feeling extra ballsy last night. After my friend handed said piano player my phone number on a song request sheet, I went up and talked to said piano player after he was taking a break and apologized for my friend doing it. He was all happy and cute and was like “no need to apologize.” Then I saw him a few times after that on my way to and from the bathroom. Because if I didn’t mention it, I drank A LOT. And he looked at me and SMILED! Swoon! Maybe that bitch in that stupid book was right! I had him at hello!
So at the end of the night, he was at the bar and I went up and bought him a drink. It was a shot of Jager. Which would explain the major hangover I had today. (I was going to say this morning, but let’s be honest, after a certain age, the hangovers, they last all day.) I tried talking to him and was in this awkward spot at the corner of the bar by the waitress area and he basically didn’t talk to me at all. He was pretty much kind of a douche. Thankfully I was too drunk to be offended.
I did end up talking to one of the other piano players who was a nice guy and answered all my burning questions like “don’t you ever get sick of playing the same songs over and over?” and “what happens if you don’t know a song?” and “how do you know all of those songs??” If he hadn’t been married, I would have given him a sloppy, drunken kiss.
I hardly ever go up to guys in bars. It usually ends up the same way, where I put myself out there and get SHUT DOWN. But I’m glad that I did it. I mean, how else would I have known he was such a douche? And I know back a few years ago, I wouldn’t have been that ballsy, even with all the added liquid courage.
So it was his loss for turning me down. In that dress! IDIOT!
Also, I will not be drinking like that in quite some time. Even watching the skanks on Rock of Love do shots made me nauseous.
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I really like the sound of Howl at the Moon. And (free!) shots. And random boob grabs.
When are we going out together again???
Camels & Chocolates last blog post..Why Do Internet Scammers Always Hail From Nigeria?
The random boob grab bit made my night. As do random boob grabs. Heh.
Angellas last blog post..Marriage Resolutions
Totally his loss, you look great!
She Likes Purples last blog post..The best I found this year
Ah – no doubt he was kicking himself after.
jeanies last blog post..Predictababble
I love Howl at the Moon! And I completely understand the sudden urge to date a musician when you’re at a live show or something similar. I snap out of it when I remember back to when I was dating a musician and he had no money and was more emotional than me and then I breath a sigh of relief for breaking up with him.
And you, hon, looked gorgeous in the dress! What a douche that guy was.
La Petite Chics last blog post..Highlights of 2008
You look terrific in that dress!!! Glad you recovered from Saturday!
Um do you still feel like you are going to die?
I have learned the secret to life, boobies= free shots!
And, I am a married man aphrodisiac, you missed all the hoopla at the end of the night, yet another married man (wearing a ring) hitting on me…
As long as you didn’t do shots ala Gia, I think you are fine!
OMG, this season is like a trainwreck hit the FF button.
Ravens last blog post..welcome 2009
Sounds like a fun place.
And musicians DO rule.
Scarlets last blog post..When It Started
The dress is darling. And, just the thought of shots makes my stomach turn.
Rhis last blog post..Friday Bullets: Post Holidays BLAH Edition
You looked entirely too cute to be dating a piano player at a sing-a-long bar…just remember that. But good Lord, I’ve been known to debate throwing my panties to a stage a few times and I’m WAY too old for that. 🙂
TUWABVBs last blog post..Hello 2009!!! (Three days late)
So DO they get sick of playing the same songs over and over?
nancypearlwannabes last blog post..Testing… Testing…
can i just say for the record that drunkabella is my favorite? 😉
alis last blog post..some holiday tips from Ali
I accidentally found the hangover cure! Drink tons really fast and then fall asleep/ pass out by 10 pm! At 9 the next morning you wake up chipper and refreshed. 11 hours of sleep will do that to you.
Dutchess of Kickballs last blog post..Death Pool, 2009
LOOK AT YOU! All cute and dressed up and shit. The guy is a douche for not getting down on his knees and kissing your boots.
Rees last blog post..Holiday Wrap-Up
But hey! You rocked the bangs/dress/boots look.
Jen on the Edges last blog post..At least my head doesn’t hurt
You look FAB! I went through a phase of dating musicians, and let me tell you, they don’t want girlfriends, they want groupies. Although now I’m dating an actor, so maybe I’ll never learn my lesson and you shouldn’t be listening to my dating advice. Did I mention you looked FAB?!
Amanda Nicoles last blog post..small graces: day 3
I’m glad I wasn’t the only one hung over yesterday. And yes, they do now last more than a morning. I wasn’t back in action until the next cocktail hour. Hair of the dog!
You look smokin’ in that dress. Next time, try the drummer, they’re usually up for anything.
Candys last blog post..In Which I Make a Non-Resolution
I’m sorry to hear about Schwerer’s mom and glad that you guys had a good time. Is that bartender with the Nintendo belt buckle still at Howl? Oh, and your dress is super cute!
Is it sad that I am coming away from this post wondering what the piano man’s answers were? I should be all, “that guy sucks!” and “you looked hot in that dress!!”, but no. I still really want to know what he said.
thecoconutdiariess last blog post..Ladies and Gentleman, Start Your Resolutions
CUTE dress. So very now.
Item #4,592 on the List of Things They Don’t Tell You Will Suck Post-25: Hangovers. Oh holy hell, why do they last all day now???
Legallyblondemels last blog post..A Pool With a View
I’m exhausted just reading all that … it’s got to be a FULL TIME JOB partying all the time 😉
moos last blog post..bob, 28w + a few days
You did much better than I would have! I usually stop at two shots before hitting the floor…
Also, I’m impressed that you found a use for a cat. If I ever mailed anything, I would totally try and make my cats do the envelopes.
Noelles last blog post..Curious cases
I love the dress! I need a) a dress and b) some clothes that aren’t black.
I’ve never been to Howl at the Moon, need to go. I’ll dump my drink on the band guy if I see him.
martys last blog post..Moral Dilemma: Facebook Edition
Our New Year’s Eve dresses were very much the same – except mine was grey and I actually wore it on New Year’s Eve. But we both got drunk in our dresses nonetheless 😉
Kimberlys last blog post..I Know You Wanna See Me Salsa
No, don’t you remember we talked to “THAT GUY” at The Dugout!? Remember!? You do talk to guys at bars. I think we even danced with him. I wonder where he is now.
You looked fabulous. Definitely the douche’s loss. Glad you had such a good time – what a great way to ring in the new year!
Giggle Pixies last blog post..The Closest I’ll Get to Holiday Cheer in 2008
You should wear dresses more often, you look great!
sensibly sassys last blog post..Incogcheeto
Hi there, tall skinny girl! You look awesome!
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you look SO good! ong, i love the dress on you!!!!! and you look SO DAMN THIN!
That dress plus your magical mirror equal you looking even taller and thinner than usual. I might come up to your kneecap and that makes me hate you a little bit.
regans last blog post..nothing says kiss me like peeling lips
The dress is divine on you and I think I need a little Drunkabella in my life.
Chriss last blog post..1st 2009 Resolution Checked Off
Watching them do shots would make anyone nauseous. Why did I watch!?!?!
Annemaries last blog post..Hey newlywed bloggers!
I think I know where you got that dress. And I’ve debated trying it on, wondering if it would be shapeless or not. But if it looks good on you, ye tall one, then I have hope, too! And purple is a great color for us fab chicks with bangs!
You know? My boobs have never been randomly grabbed. Ass? Yes. Boobs, no. Probably because they are wee.
You look so pretty in your dress, you foxy thing, you!
metalias last blog post..A poem about Rock of Love. No, really.
You look AWESOME in that dress. If only I could see your bangs.
His loss, indeed! You looked hawt, girl! And like Metalia, I have never experienced the random boob grab. It’s pretty hard to spot my girls on their home on the prairie, though. 🙂
Okay, 1.)You look so skinny in that outfit. 2.)Yay for dressing up on random nights, cause you never know when you might bump into Mr. Right OR Mr. Tonight. 3.) Screw that douche. You should have said to the bartender (unless he knew you ordered the shot for said lame-o), “HEY, this fool just drank my drink!” Or told the bouncer that THAT guy grabbed your boobs.
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