So this past weekend I had my 35th birthday and my friends Dani, Leslie, Kevin, and Mike helped me celebrate by giving me an Ipod-mini and taking me out to a bar in Santa Monica where we drank to excess. I even almost got into a fight!!! (not really, but there were a tense couple of moments)
The next day I roused the troops (sans Dani) and we left for an overnight trip in Catalina (pix from the trip are posted in the album at the side) where we had an amazing two days that felt like a week. We golf-carted around the island, played miniature golf, had a classy meal, drank a bit too much, laughed way too much, camped outside and met a lot of really great people in a classically romantic setting.
Mike liked it so much he wanted to return with the girl he's seeing and Kevin and Leslie decided to return by themselves in a few weeks to celebrate their anniversary. For me, it was one of those weekends where I just felt so much love that coming back privately with someone else never once crossed my mind. I was already having the perfect weekend.
What do you consider to excess...and when was the drunkest you have ever been. Just interested!
Posted by: Bubba Jones | May 26, 2005 at 01:47 PM
Well... in this particular instance, drinking to excess resulted in one of our group wanting to beat up a complete stranger because he (the stranger) was wearing a backwards baseball cap. And this incident was completely separate from the fight that I almost got in which I mentioned in my post.
Drunkest I've ever been has to be in college when I busted up my face running into a wall.
Posted by: kerry | May 27, 2005 at 12:40 PM