Fade to Black
Hum. Last night was Beacon Happy Hour. Steve and I got it started propper with a bottle of wine before. Flash forward through me and seven lemon drop martinis (oops) and I was having a lot of fun. Chase and her friend Philip were there, Miss Penny Lane, DC Girl, The Senator, The Florist, The Producer, The Single Girl, and lots of other fun people. It should be noted that Beacon has a slammin roof deck.
After a nice little drink and aps dinner, I headed over to Felix with Senator, Florist and DC Girl. Nancy the bartendar was very nice and I remember dancing...talking...dancing..and then I woke up in my livingroom.
Hate it when that happens. I also have a MF bump on my head, some sort of burn on my knuckle and am a little sore. So either I 1) Fell or 2) Had kinky sex in bathroom with carpet 3) Fell.
I have yet to hear about what my behavior was like during said blackout, let's hope I was fun V instead of drunk bitchy V, but it's a toss-up. It is always weird when you get real drunk around new people. Sort of like breaking the seal or something.
Sigh. I will grow up someday, I promise.