Taken down by the world worst spy

What a way to start Labor Day weekend, on Friday night, Kristen was driving back to Alameda with Marlyn and invited me over for the new Alias drinking game they invented. Basiclly the rules are to take a drink any time: Sydney’s hair changes, any time she admits she is a spy, any time she learns something bad about her father, anytime she learns something good about her father (double shot for that one), etc. Basically you get toasted really fast :).

I was on my way into Alameda, and stopped off at Bev&Mo to grab some rum, coke, and scotch. Once I got there, we all loaded up on our fav drinks and then sat around and had a great time, after an hour or two Alicia and Toby retired while Kristen, Marlyn, and I headed out back to chat/philosophize under the stars with our drinks and some clove cigs.

Now I remember quite a bit of disscussion, but then things get spotty and go from (talking) to (leaned over a toilet, with a glass of water) to (being walked home) to (being put to bed). sigh That is the second time in my entire life I’ve gotten so drunk I’ve had to pray to the porcelain goddess. ( 1: One should never start a drinking night with a large/tall glass, you don’t realize how far along you really are, 2: Coconut Rum/Coke are a DANGEROUS COMBO!!, you have been warned)

(sad thing is that we are planning the same tonight…..I think this time I’ll stick to the smaller glasses 🙂 )

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