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Snow Misadventures Part 1

Me on the way to the party, party shoes in hand, only wearing tights...

In less that 24 hours time my little slice of the world has been dumped on by 2 feet of snow. It’s hard to believe these little flakes can really accumulate so much in such a short period of time and lead to disaster on the streets.  I was supposed to be headed home to Charleston today, but considering my car is completely covered and the interstates still look like balls, who knows when I’ll make it back. Tomorrow doesn’t look good. But on the plus side, a couple of Asian girls were taking pictures of and with my car. Hopefully this will not be the only 15 minutes of fame I get this lifetime.

Last night I finished all my tests and wanted to savor freedom and drink to my heart’s content. A friend had asked me to an ugly sweater party and I had this long ugly ass green get-up with shoulder pads. I wore it as a dress with tights. I looked pretty frumpy in an adorable sort of way. But my friend and I had a hell of a time getting to the place, and by the time we got there -walking like 40 minutes in the snow – the event had already been canceled. We walk another half an hour back in deep as balls snow and hang out with my roomie for a bit before the awkward levels were at such high levels that everyone wanted to get the hell out of there. I think it was mostly my fault. Oh well right? I don’t handle a lot of situations well. But, more on that another day.

Roomie and I had hunger pangs that only meat could quell, so we trekked down to see if the neighborhood subway was open. It wasn’t. Then I walked home alone and drowned my sorrows and loneliness from a night of misadventures with a bottle of the Chevron’s finest red wine and creepy season 5 episodes of Nip/Tuck where Christian fucks women frozen in ice back to life and Bradley Cooper (swoooon) thrusts his crotch around while clad in very tight briefs.

you're welcome.

You win some and you lose some.

Charlottesville looks like a post-apocalyptic world. Clusters of people are walking around on the completely snow covered streets looking for food and shelter. At least it’s been fun to walk around in, even though I don’t have gloves, proper shoes, or a hat (Re: FAIL!). I never realized how the snow glitters. It’s quite pretty! And I would enjoy this more if my car were properly garaged and it wasn’t right before Christmas.

‘Tune’ in tomorrow for a story from today of my first Christmas miracle!

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Bid Day Party Time

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Yesterday was my sorority's bid day party at Paradigm, a bar in old city. I feel like over the years in my sorority I have had some pretty epic nights with crazy laugh fests, mischievous plots, meeting random guys, taking ridiculous pictures, etc. Last night was just ho hum. The music wasn't spectacular (Where was Womanizer?!), the drinks were overpriced, they didn't have beer on tap, and I wasn't really that drunk anyway. I decided that's why I don't really like the night time scene at bars/clubs – you pretty much have to be wasted to enjoy them thoroughly. At this point in my life, my preferred night time activity would be a couple brews, some Myth Busters on the Discovery Channel, and maybe a little board game action (which is coincidentally what I did last weekend). I'm definitely a dinner party and drinks or a happy hour type of girl. I want to be able to have a conversation, 
make obnoxious toasts, and enjoy a care free evening. 

But maybe I'm really only saying this because my stomach feels a little wonky in typical hangover fashion. If you get anything out of this somewhat lackluster blog entry I want you to remember that you should NOT let wasted people make you drinks. I had one drink before the party of unknown composition. It was warm and strong and obviously did not sit well with me. Between that and the somewhat warm blue moon at the bar my body is seeking revenge. 

On an upside, I got a lot of compliments on my boobs last night and appearance in general. I really think it is because I've gained some weight recently, but like I said, upside! Also Cynthia let me borrow a top to wear. I really need to get some more fashion forward going out clothes. I'm usually the girl wearing a sweater at a bar. I often joke that I do this because it attracts a better type of guy, but really it's because I loathe shopping and spending (and shoes!). I fail at girl school. I just need an 'Alice' to stock my closets for me (You know, an entry without a Twilight reference is like a day without sunshine!).