Huevos Rancheros PLEASE

It is fried potatoes an egg, tortilla and chili, great for hangovers. Dear god somebody please make me some. So I think I have one of those hangover things… I’ve never had one of these in my life, its quite strange… I’ve been tipsy, drunk, hell I’ve even been as Lindsey would put it pukin-through-the-nose-drunk. But I’ve never woken up feeling like a claustrophobic, photosensitive, malnourished bag of shit. There is a first time for everything but for those people who get like this every time, shit, just give it up.

So here’s what went down. I worked yesterday blah, blah, yak, yak… boring. Then I got out of work and 'zo called to see if I wanted to go to see a movie I told him I didn’t want to go anywhere, (I left out the with him part). But I was bored so me and linds went to go see a movie (the brothers Grimm) and then we were still bored so we went to go see another one (the 40 year old virgin) both of which were excellent for very different reasons. And so my evening was drawing to an end about 12:30, 1:00. Me and binky poo got home and I decided I wanted to eat cause I had not had anything since breakfast at IHOP, I invited she declined. I went to go see ‘zo cause I wanted company and I knew he would still be up but he gave me a 20 minute lecture on smoking and how I am turning into my father, so I left. I went to Frontier (one of our good, cheap, 24 hour college food places.) and I got a call from my brother… turns out he was there too and wanted to know if I wanted to go to a party cause I was still up. So we left his truck in the UNM parking structure and took my car cause I had every intention of being a DD, and going home sometime before morning. We went to someone’s house (I want to say Gloria?) and there was a party in full swing. Someone handed me something wonderful and fruity that I didn’t catch the name of and will probably never be able to find again, after a few of those I was obviously too drunk to drive so we decided to just crash there. Gloria? Has a wonderful large suede leather sofa that I wanted to keep but could not fit in my pocket, but it reminded me of the one that we used to have in our apt. before it got broken. I woke up at about 6:30 this morning to this horrendous screeching noise that turned out to be my fucking cell phone (who the hell is up at 6:30 on a Saturday?)… It was Lindsey where the fuck was I and did I go home last night. She sounded really worried cause I am not the kind of person who stays out all night without telling someone… but my bro knew where I was so I was ok in my little drunken head. It didn’t help matters at all that I had this horrendous pounding in my head and I told her that I didn’t know where I was and promptly hung up. (I didn’t, I still don’t, I can probably take you there but I don’t know who’s house it is). I called her back after I had a few mins to get up and find my brother amongst the bodies littering the carpet, told her I was too drunk to drive last night, and I would be home soon. And here I am writing this down to post later… the water is helping the headache and I think the rest is just lack of sleep… maybe its not a hangover after all but I still want Huevos rancheros cause I am ravenous, maybe after I have a shower and sleep a bit.

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In retrospect I think Lindsey was just upset cause she thought I was out fucking some random guy or worse (in her head) the Boy Scout. But really I’m old enough to do what I want and I am a free woman so if I want to fuck someone I'm gonna fuck ’em… Boy Scout included, at least that way I know it’ll be good and I cant catch anything.

so I just got back from the symphony and it was wonderful, the only bad part of my evening is that I was wearing Lindsey’s dress and it was a little too big and I was wearing red shoes with a coral cocktail dress, cause its not my dress, I don’t normally wear coral and I don’t own coral shoes. But it worked, I looked fabu so I shouldn’t knock it. I have decided that I could definitely go for the conductor that was there even though he is definitely much older. His name is Guillermo Figueroa, and he was rocking that tux and tails like it was a t- shirt and jeans. Ok so maybe I don’t want him but a conductor would be nice cause you know they have to have rhythm and therefore should be able to dance, like he was dancing on that conductors box… and it would also be nice to have a man who could be so comfortable in a tux… I like Lindsey’s idea, I need a man who owns at least two tuxes, black tie and white tie, because you know if he owns two we would be going out a lot, also, I can have an excuse to own like 20 ball gowns, and more shoes… mmm shoes.