one of those nights that i don't want to look at my sent text messages cause i'm sure almost all of them were inappropriate.
{sigh}
when i woke up sunday morning after spending an evening at cadillac ranch and harbor inn with my friends i had no pants on. which actually isn't abnormal - muffin even mentioned it in her plumhead survey.
but when i walked out of my bedroom trying to make sure i didn't lose any of my belongings i noticed a funny little trail starting at my apartment door and ending at the stairs leading to my bedroom.
at the door (on the inside thankfully) was my purse.
followed by my coat a few feet later.
next came my heels.
my scarf.
my jeans.
my blackberry (on the floor).
my (black) shirt.
my earrings.
and finally my bra.
one would think this was a hot little strip down on the way to my bedroom for some fun sexy time - but i was alone.
shit, i hope i was alone.
update: my dear friend narm pretty much has the prequel to this here post over at his blog - i think he's pretty much figured me out.
HAHA!! Oh so have been there and done that. But all that means is that the night was a huge success.
ReplyDeleteso, did you figure whether you're really alone? kidding hun, sounds like a great night.
ReplyDeleteconfession.
ReplyDeleteit was me. I snuck out before you woke up.
Don't be too mad.
Too funny! At least it's a sign of a fun night!
ReplyDeleteOne too many "chocolate cakes". I was at Harbor to see you in full form and even blogged about it today.
ReplyDeleteYou make me giggle <3
ReplyDeleteYou make me giggle <3
ReplyDeleteThe best nights are the ones where you wake up and think....how did my clothes come off? How did I get home?
ReplyDeleteThat's what bein young is all about! yeaaaaaa!
This is great. I reminds me of my friday...but I woke up alone, with all of my clothing on, on top of the covers, no ID and a bar reciept that I dread looking at. Ugh.
ReplyDeleteMy man friend text me in the morning..."who crawled into a bottle last night?" I was scared to look at the texts I sent him!
All signs point to a good night.
hahahah - I still haven't worked upt the guts to look at my text messages from Saturday. Let's just say the wine was flowing freely that night... :)
ReplyDeleteHaha! Awesome. :)
ReplyDeleteSounds like a normal weekend to me! Of course I always fall asleep with my keys in my hand.
ReplyDeleteWell if you weren't alone, it would seem you had a really, really, REALLY good night.
ReplyDeleteStay classy!
ReplyDeletegod, nights like those make me pledge to never drink again.
ReplyDeletethat is until 4 days later when someone wants to hit up happy hour for "just a quick drink" and then it's game on all over again. lol
LOL. Sounds like you had a fun night!
ReplyDeletei just came here to rat out maxie, but it appears she's already confessed.
ReplyDeletedon't worry, she told me she lullabied you to sleep with some jay-z. all was good in the hood.
Hahaha, I've had days like that. Just means that you had an awesome time with your friends!
ReplyDeleteBut..but it would've been so much more fun if you'd woken up next to someone! I mean, duuuh.
ReplyDeleteBecause dignity is overrated and sometimes we need to let loose.
I think?
I do pretty much the same thing -- although, a lot of it has to do with me sprinting to the bathroom the moment I walk in the door :)
ReplyDeleteThen, of course, I wake up the next morning and have multiple panic attacks wondering where all of my stuff (i.e. - credit cards, drivers lisence, camera, cell, um clothes) is*
-Kelly
you make me proud.
ReplyDeletehaha, yes. i have definitely done that before.
ReplyDeleteHil.AR.ious!
ReplyDeleteI've been there done that! And had to ask the roommate to make sure I came home alone. Now I just live by myself, so unless I wake up with someone, I'm just going with I did! haha!
haaaaa great night! narm's recap is fantastic too :-D
ReplyDeleteIm sad. I didnt get any inappropriate texts!!!
ReplyDeleteMy Saturday was eerily similar. Thank god I had a minivan full of people to take care of me... Long story.
ReplyDeleteThat's one of the times when waking up with portions of the night missing from your memory is in that ambiguous gray area. Bad, cause hey what happened? Good, cause you probably don't want to know anyway.
ReplyDeleteSince I don't remember what happened and no one's around to tell me, I always pretend that I went downtown and did a bunch of charity work, because 3am is prime charity time, and that sounds a lot better than "I have a drinking problem."
ReplyDeleteHaha! I know I've definitely had a night or two like that!
ReplyDeleteYou have described one of my many chaotic nights. I delete the phone logs before I begin beating myself up for the drunk chaotic shit I said.
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