Monday, November 07, 2005
A Public Apology
To Whom It May Concern:
To Friends (and any other patrons of Kendall's bar): I apologize for bawling my eyes out in public for absolutely no reason, giving my friends cause for concern, potentially causing much awkwardness, and just in general being very annoying in the form of a Tennessee whiskey and tears combo. Thank you for still maintaining our friendship after this display. Thank you for getting me home.
To The Patrons of The Big City Tap: While I do not remember anything about what you look like, as my memory of this locale consists of blurred images and hazy smoke, I must apologize for the sight of me- a puffy-faced, eyeliner smeared, blurry-eyed, spasmatic entity. Sorry for stumbling directly onto my ass upon entering the dance floor. Sorry I suddenly thought I was J-Lo and displayed such pathetic attempts at dance moves but much thanks for providing the setting for my "second wind."
To My Roommate: Sorry for the various leaves found on the floor all over our apartment, probably as a result of me deciding to take a little rest on our front porch in a puddle in the middle of a heavy downpour. (Special shout out to LC, for encouraging me to not spend the rest of the evening on my front porch in the pouring rain.) Sorry for the state the apartment was in, most likely because of my arrival home in a tornado-like whirlwind. Oh yes, and sorry for that crusty contact stuck on our counter. I must have missed the contact case.
To Myself: I apologize for not opting for the nice low-key movie, dinner, co-worker karaoke night combo and instead choosing to jack & diet myself into oblivion, thus resulting in yet another highly unproductive Sunday and a large bruise on my right shin- a result of the dance floor spill?
Actually, I lied on that one. How can it be that making such a public ass out of myself can be so much fun? I love those unexpected nights that were unplanned but end up being some of the best times.
Sincerely,
Quarter-Lifer
And for a bonus treat, enjoy this recap that was had via AIM:
quarter (6:26:37 PM): is it possible that i injured my shin and/or forehead when i took that spill on sat?
quarter(6:26:47 PM): cause i have a bruise the size of texas on my shin
quarter (6:26:57 PM): and my forehead is killing me...
Amanda (6:27:02 PM): hahahahaha, totally could have been from the spill
Amanda (6:27:15 PM): both of them, hahahahahaahha
quarter (6:27:19 PM): the bruise on my shin is out of control and it hurts
Amanda (6:27:27 PM): sorry to laugh but it was hysterical
quarter (6:27:42 PM): dude, i know it was, even though i was embarassed i was laughing inside
quarter (6:27:58 PM): "paul bunyan down in front!" EARTHQUAKE!
Amanda (6:28:12 PM): HAHAHAHA, i mean, face plant
quarter (6:28:25 PM): it was a face plant? i dont even remember how it went, i just remember a fall
Amanda (6:28:32 PM): and i was so concerned, but laughing so hard
quarter (6:28:41 PM): was i laughing? or crying?
quarter (6:28:47 PM): seriously, i am suffering distinct memory loss from big city, maybe i blocked it out
Amanda(6:29:10 PM): you were going up the stairs to the dance floor, there were 2 steps, the are kinda wide and you kinda just didn't take the second one and so you went down face first
quarter (6:29:31 PM): oh my god, face first?
Amanda (6:29:33 PM): i'm laughing out loud at work right now
quarter(6:29:35 PM): i am so embarassed, haha, face first?!
Amanda (6:29:48 PM): you could have hit your forehead
quarter (6:29:51 PM): AHAHA and my shin.. oh my god, this explains so much
quarter (6:30:01 PM): im sure i hit the shin on the stair
quarter (6:30:07 PM): and the forehead on the ground?
Amanda (6:30:09 PM): i mean, you stopped yourself with your hands some, but it was a big fall overall
Amanda (6:30:14 PM): shin def on the stair
quarter (6:30:25 PM): fuckin a, man, fuckin a
