Back Then They Didn't Want Me, Now I'm 23 Bitches All On Me

Thank you Mike Jones for the lyrical inspiration in the title.

And bigger thanks to everyone who made my weekend so fun. Turning 23 wasn't as bad as I feared.

Saturday was the big day and I started it off right with massive cleaning of my house, then tax-free shopping in Georgetown. By 5 PM my friend C and I were a little parched and headed over to a friends apartment for drinks. Debauchery begins. At the apartment we made Lynchburg Lemonade slushies and played Texas Hold 'Em. I wasn't doing too bad with the game, but oh, my friends we weren't playing with money. The chips equaled shots and one bad hand and a raise resulted in 2 shots of Jager before 6 PM. By the time I got home to get ready I was buzzed and was having difficulties showering...I stumbled out of the shower and realized this was going to be an awesome night.

Pre-gaming started at my house around 8:30 PM and then we all took cabs over to Local 16. First thing - the rooftop was 180 degrees. I had curled my hair, but after being outside for 5 minutes I was a hot mess.

As my friends started arriving and I got more drunk, the shrieking began. Thinking back I remember being loud and jumping up and down whenever I spotted someone. And I was doing the sorority shriek of choice - "oh-myyy-goddd!" I had A LOT to drink people. Now I was told this later by Malibu Ken(who agreed to be my escort and "Kept" man for the evening!), but apparently some people on the rooftop were making fun of me for screaming whenever I spotted a friend. Whatever - suck it. Anyway, as soon as Malibu Ken started giving them dirty looks they shut right up.

Kathryn arrived in fine form, looking not a day over 26 ;) Later the Milkman arrived. I could tell I was really buzzed because I insisted on having the Milkman's hat to strike a pose.

What the fuck am I doing??? Walking ad for Dove Deodorant I guess.

The Milkman, Me, Kathryn

And then the fairest of them all, my wino-partner-in-crime Indecent Offense showed up. More shrieking. It was very apparent that there were some ladies there with very nice boobs. So I documented the occasion.

From left to right: Indecent Offense's bountiful bosom, Kathryn's captivating cleavage, and my delightful decolletage. *Note - this picture was not cropped to remove faces. I took it solely with the intent of capturing breasts, and that's what I got. If you ask, you shall receive.

Also, my friend J's cousin was celebrating her birthday and we exchanged celebratory shrieks. She was turning 29 and made sure to tell me that I was terribly young, but that we should hang out. So we rocked the rooftop all night and before I knew it they were shutting it down. So of course we moved it inside and danced hardcore. I allegedly fell on the dance floor. I cannot confirm or deny this. I also allegedly put my hair in pigtails because my mane was a hot, frizzy mess anyway. Unfortunately I can confirm this.

We ended up staying at Local 16 for quite some time, and finally headed home around 3 am. It was a wonderful evening and I am truly blessed to have such wonderful friends. Malibu Ken was the consumate gentleman, from giving me a great cookbook for my gift to watching out for me, I was very happy and cared for. Malibu Ken and I retired for the evening for our first "sleepover." I'll just leave it at that. But all in all an amazing night!