I figured I might as well do a weekend recap, seeing as it was a pretty eventful one. I actually updated my Tumblr with pictures throughout the weekend. I’m not sure what I’m gonna do with it yet, but I LOVE that you can update your Tumblr through email. You guys, I adore my iPhone. It’s the most amazing thing I’ve ever come into contact with. I keep telling everyone I want to sew it to my hand so that I never have to put it down because I’ve totally become one of those assholes that’s always tap-tappin’ away.
Anyways, we left for Vail late New Years day, because we had to pick Mac up from the airport. He got lost in the terminal so we had to keep circling, commenting on the “horse’s ass” every time (you know that frightening blue horse with the orange eyes?!). It took us about 2 hours to get up to his place, and I kept whimpering because I’m afraid of driving in the snow, so someone thrust an iPhone (mine was acting funny) into my hands and I played hangman for 45 minutes. (The highlight of that game? “Hey guys, what’s this one? Pop-something-tion?” I am dumb when hungover.) We got there, hung out for a few hours, and went to bed.
The next day, we all woke up, made food, and Heather and I watched everyone get ready and leave for the mountain. We decided that since we were on vacation, we should get a little day-drunk, so we did, making a couple screwdrivers and bringing beers to the bus stop. We went into town, wandered around Lionshead, and then rescued poor lost Michelle, with whom we had a beer. We ended up seeing two guys that we used to hang out with in college, which was random and awesome. After that, we rode the bus home, got sleepy, so Michelle, Diana and I took a nap upstairs in the biggest bed. We all started to get ready to go out, and prepartied for a while before taking the bus back into town. We went to some bar that I can’t remember the name of, but before that, I had a really embarrassing moment: I was walking across the bridge, minding my own business, when this damned little kid jumps out at me and yells “HAMMERTIME!”. I shit you not. Well, me being kind of drunk, I got really scared and subsequently mad, and decided I wanted to chase the kid down and scare him back. But! Running in Ugg boots is not my forte, as evidenced by me FALLING DOWN on my face in front of about 50 people, while the damn little kid stood by, almost peeing his pants laughing. I rolled over, and yelled “DOES THAT TEACH YOU A LESSON?!” because it was the only thing I could think of, while some guy helped me up and my friends stood by, laughing so hard they couldn’t talk. I promptly began to laugh and cry at the same time, because I do that and I was mortified. We go into the bar, where there is a dance floor, and Diana and I lock ourselves into a bathroom because we can’t stop losing it. Later that night, Michelle and I were dancing and I accidentally stuck my ENTIRE hand IN her beer, knocking it to the ground. So, basically, I’m an idiot.
But it doesn’t stop there! Those of you who have read my Facebook status will know this next part: I woke up at like, 5am, with a terrible headache and knee-ache. I went into the bathroom and fumbled around until I found a bottle of Advil. I took 3, and then went back to sleep. I finally got up at 11am, when Ed woke me up for breakfast. Heather and I decided to watch Match Point, and I was so exhausted, I fell asleep in the middle of it, which I never do with movies. I went back into the bathroom to brush my teeth, and see that the bottle of Advil I had taken the pills from is marked “Advil PM”. I had taken 3 freaking Advil PMs in the early morning -- how ridiculous is that?! So we finally make it to the bus (sans alcohol), meet up with everyone else, and have margaritas, which almost put me back to sleep. I was a zombie, for reals. That night, we just stayed in and hung out, and played a million awesome games, all of which I sucked at.
Anyways, that was pretty much it. There’s more, but this post is already obscenely long, and it’s beginning to have an air of “you had to be there” to it. So, in summation, it was a hell of a time. The end.
