Recovering Is Hard Work

Yeah, celebrating Halloween after the dinner party ended was great. So great that I got smashed and had a giant hangover the entire next day, which did not include any vomiting, but which unfortunately did include not being able to sleep or eat food or drink any water all day and then waiting in an airport for a million years and then going for an airplane ride that was so short that by the time I'd fallen asleep, it was time for the flight attendant to wake me up to tell me to sit up for the landing. Ugh.

But really, the celebrating part was a lot of fun, it was just the recovering part that sucked. So after the dinner party, Kate, Dave, Brian D., and I went to a bar where we met Sean, Kate's friend from Irish class, and Josh, Dave's friend. We all kind of just hung out and drank and watched the football game. Kate and I dressed up, Kate as a rugby player and I as Misunderstood (again, I wish I could have been something different from last year, but alas, it's a touch difficult to bring giant involved Halloween costumes on airplanes). Brian had to leave to study a little while after we got there, but the time that he was there was a blast. Then about midway through the game Sean and Josh put on their costumes and turned out to be a pirate and a viking. Cool. There were also a bunch of other people dressed up at the bar-- Big Bird, a couple of Hell's Angels, some referees, a sailor girl with a skirt so short the entire bar looked when she walked in, Winnie The Pooh, a lady in a fat-suit whose fat-suit boobs and thong were hanging out, a priest, some cowgirls, and a couple others that I can't remember right now.

So the bar was fun, and I got smashed, but the evening there was starting to wind down, so I ended up going to a party with Josh and Joe (Dave's roommate) and some other kids Joe is friends with. So off we were, picking up Joe from Dave's apartment along the way. When we got to the party, I realized how nice it was to be hanging out in a relaxed environment, but also that I was the oldest person in attendance by at least a couple of years. Heh. The kids at the party were also dressed up, but since I was playing Asshole all night long, I don't remember much of what they looked like, so I had to rely on the photos I took to remember! So there was me as Misunderstood, Josh the viking, Joe the pirate (complete with perfect pirate accent the entire night), and Mike the fireman. I know there were lots of other people there, but I wasn't really hanging out with any of them long enough to focus on what they were wearing. Also, I clearly had fun with costume-swapping, as at one point, I decided that I no longer wanted to be dainty, and I took Josh's helmet and axe in exchange for my sash and tiara. He looked so pretty. Then, later on in the night, I became fascinated with Mike's fireman shoes, so again there was a swap... though I don't think my strappy heels fit his size 13 feet that well. The boots fit me great, though!

Anyway, a couple of hours after we got to the party, we left it once again and I headed back to Kate's for the night. I barely remember writing her a note about not being able to attend classes with her the following morning, and posting it on her door, and then collapsing onto the futon mattress on her livingroom floor. And so began the next day with my poor attempt at recovering from my hangover. Ugh. The day seemed to kind of fly by, though I know I was awake from about 9am, and Brian D. picked me up to bring me to the airport around 4:15pm, so really that was a lot of hours, and not the one or two hours it'd felt like. So, I went to the airport, got on the plane, and went home.

And that was that. Yesterday I went back to work, today I was off, and I'm starting again tomorrow. Getting back to the grind again is a bummer, but it's kind of nice to be sleeping in my own bed. Plus, this change from fun and games to being a grownup again was inevitable... so, that's it! Halloween is over for another year. I can't wait to see what next year brings!!