Hey Girl Hayyy

Have you ever seen Disney’s “Brother Bear”?  It’s so aesthetically pleasing.  I love Disney animation from the hey days of my youth (c. The Little Mermaid).  Why don’t they do animation anymore?  I always kind of thought it was because of Pixar.  Pixar I could do without (with the exemption of “Wall-E” which is AMAZ-ING).  Now I want to re-watch Wall-E.  Maybe I will, because Brother Bear made me hecka sad… reminds me of a girl that used to talk about it a lot.  Cue really cute memories and… Action!

You Can’t Make This Up

Yesterday was Tuesday.  Tuesday was my Saturday this week.  I wanted to be productive and do something with my rare and valuable free time.

I pretty much slept all day (like the vampire I am) and when I woke up it was time for some Subway.  After I had the most amazing turkey sandwich ever my mom came home and informed me that my aunt and cousin would be coming over.  After everyone arrived we watched “I Am Legend.”  After “I Am Legend” the fun ensued.

I decided to take my cousin Sarah (and her friend Sarah) to my friend Sarah’s place.  (Yeah, this many Sarahs was confusing for me too).  When we arrived my cousin and her friend all-of-a-sudden decided they had to go home.

Then there were two…

SARAH FRIGGIN’ HUGGINS is:  a laugh, a crazy beezy, a good time, drama, uninhibited, a flirty drunk, a fighter, preceded by her reputation.

She is also the only reason last night was any fun.

First we started at KRAVE, where it was tattoo Tuesday.  If you were wondering, “tattoo” is a foreign word meaning “slow as frick.”  I’m not joking; when Sarah and I left KRAVE, I overheard the doorman say “Now we’re down to 24.”  24 people without the amazingness of me & Sarah in the room?  I feel bad for them, even now.

After KRAVE we jumped over the FREEZONE, where it was lezbot night.  I don’t know much about my kind, but apparently the common lesbian is too busy female-bonding and helping her girlfriend pack her U-Haul to make time for lezzie night at Freezone.  It was dead there too, plus it must have been senior night because Sarah and I were the only ones in the room that don’t have fond memories of the 70′s.

After Freezone we decided clubs weren’t where it was happening so we went to a house gig.  All in all it was about 7 or 8 kids watching WALL-E, and Sarah and I freezing our buns off outside while drinking Natty Ice.  It was overall a very awkward experience because I was feeling inebriated and also reclusive.  Sarah was the only one who could really get me into anything, and I realized it when she went inside for about 5 minutes.  The whole night had turned into series after series keeping me from sitting stagnant and thinking about my life.  It’s not like there is a lot of thinking to do right now, everything is sort of on auto-pilot, but maybe that’s the fact that actually bothers me.  I digress…

After Sarah took about all of that WALL-E party’s beer we drove back towards a club called DRAIS, but changed our minds on the way and went to 8 1/2 instead.  There I payed 5 bucks for the each of us to watch a Latin sausage fest.

While there, Sarah naturally faux-raped the women’s room attendant, learned the Jitterbug with a dyke being filmed for TLC or something, and invited some random guy named Louis outside for a beer with us.  We sat in my freezing car and talked for a while, then as Sarah began falling asleep in the front seat I knew it was time to call it.  Time of the night’s death: 4:27am.

Thanks Sarah Huggins, last night was amazing considering we got lemons all night.

[Sarah Huggins post-jitterbug with that chick from Texas].