Weekend Fun, Yet Again

So we all know how much I love random weird stupid nights out, right? Last weekend I had another. See, I’ve been sick and also working two jobs. I got a second job at a piano bar two nights a week for some extra cash flow. So lately I haven’t really been out very often.

Friday night I went out with Party-Girl (karaoke naturally) and to this rocker bar on the Red Mile afterward. It was an awesome night but relatively tame for the two of us. We ended up back at her place, and crashed shortly after. The next day we went shopping for ugly sweaters for our other friends Ugly Christmas Sweater party.

Oddly enough I had two ugly sweater parties to attend that weekend. The one I found isn’t bad though, long and brown with that tiny diamond print, it’s a V-neck. I would even probably wear it again. The selection for ugly was limited, sadly.

I worked Saturday night and was planning on heading to the party as soon as I was done. One of my tables bought me a glass of wine so after I finished work, I sat down at the bar to drink it.

These two guys, as soon as I walked in the bar, started talking to me and bought us three tequila shots. I was laughing with them because they were just SO random and funny but we went outside for a cigarette and it turned out I knew the one guy’s sister, very well (I used to work for her for a year) so I’ll call him Bro.

They invited me out with them, it was the weirdest thing – we all got along as if we’d met years ago and been friends forever. Joking around, making fun of each other, it was great. I told them about the sweater party and they basically said “Let’s go!” first they wanted to stop off and change.

Well the sweater party never happened for us. His sister was home so we were all doing shots of tequila, playing “strip poker” (in which the girls always had clothing on, while the guys were in their tighty whities – the game may or may not have been rigged) . Next, the three of us (minus his sister) headed out to the bar.

The first bar we went to, Bro’s friend, I’ll call him RedBull (RB) got in a fight outside because he lent his jacket to these two girls. Their boyfriends showed up and didn’t like that very much. needless to say we were out of there pretty quickly.

Next we headed to this dance place that has a rave room downstairs and Top 40 and oldies upstairs. It was actually pretty fun but the best was those two guys. They were making me laugh the entire time. I don’t even remember what we were laughing about but I do know my stomach hurt the next day.

After that bar, we headed back to Bro’s house and all of us passed out on various couches within the hour.

When I woke up RedBull was gone, and it was snowing like crazy outside. Bro made the two of us breakfast (well, BBQ chicken and cheese & crackers – the breakfast of champions). We sat around watching TV and talking for a few hours until RB came back to dissect the nights events, apologize for the fight and rehash the finer points. Bro’s sister also got a kick out of the events.

Later that afternoon, Bro drove me from way in the Northwest of the city all the way to the very, very South in the blizzard style snow so that I could go to my other friends Ugly Sweater Party. After meeting a few of my friends, sticking around for a drink and making fun of everyone’s sweaters, he drove me back up to my place and dropped me off.

But not before giving me a fabulous goodnight kiss.

22 responses

  1. This sounds like a movie. If we all hang out with you, maybe cool stuff will rub off on us!

  2. Oooooh. Goodnight kiss, huh?Well, you are fabulous – how could he resist?I envy your crazy adventures!

  3. Uhhm so are you gonna see Bro again? is he cute how does he look like? details girl..DETAILS!!!!

  4. That sounds like a great weekend! Calgary is a magical place. The one time I was there was one of the most randomly awesome times I’ve ever had.

  5. I agree with Chele. We must know more! Are you kids going to smooch again? 🙂

  6. ooooooooooooooo!pictures in the tighty whiteys? Yes? Yes??

  7. aaawwww….that was sweet.it obviously wont end well.

  8. Yay! Reading about your goodnight kiss makes me want to giggle. So cute!

  9. 1. No pictures of the ugly sweaters? Come on, that was a huge tease.2. Raggity tighty whiteys? What are we… 9 year olds?

  10. www: I think I chase randomnessKez – aw you're sweetChele – I hope so! He's tall and good looking – yummy! Some Guy – I don't know what it is but people here are so spontaneously up for anythingMermanda – Here's hoping!Ben – dammit, I knew I should have brought my camera!Slop – obviously not ;>Lyla Lou – where have you been my love? I miss you!!SO – 1. I'll find some for ya ;>2. Also the GAME was RIGGED not the tighty whities were raggedy.

  11. Aw, your kitten is welcome at my blog anytime. G-chat is the chat function on Gmail.

  12. and this is why i love calgary. because things like this just don’t happen in vancouver.

  13. AWWW! How fun! I love it when everything just *clicks* together and it feels so natural.I always rig the strip poker games too… 😉

  14. This is a lot like my weekend, if you remove everything except the drinking.

  15. ugly sweater parties are turning up everywhere! I have like 3 invites to them coming up and I just don’t want to purchase an ugly sweater AND wear it!

  16. How cute is Bro? Elaborate please.

  17. I am with Pistols. Keep the drinking and that’s my weekend.

  18. Awwww what a great ending! Sounds like you had a lot of fun. 🙂Also, sorry for being a terrible visitor/commenter lately. I love you no less than I did, I’ve just done poorly at keeping up with blogland…

  19. i want a goodnight kiss from MY dates! grr! well done 😉

  20. I have never been invited to an Ugly Sweater party. Not only that, I’ve never even heard of one! I feel so uncool.

  21. What a fun weekend! I want to go out with you and your friends!

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