Weekend

I had the best time this weekend! That drive back from Dallas wasn't the business, but the rest of the weekend was straight! Friday night a very good friend of the family (guess you could say cousin) had a birthday party. We played dominoes, drank, ate, and drank some more! Real quick though, before I go any further, I must address this.

Ok, why the hell do people feel the need to fake like they are sick or hurt in some way? How about a certain somebody (I ain't gon say no names or point no fingers, but you know who you are) came to the party walking on a damn cane! First of all, it matched her outfit ya'll (LMAO), plus she was "dropping it like it was hot" 30 minutes after she made her grand entrance limping and shit! Who the fuck does that?! Talking about she tore her MCL...SITCHO ASS DOWN!!! Ain't a got damn thang wrong with you and I know this because it NEVER is when you complain. You just want attention as always. Remember when you lied and said your toes were broke because somebody ran over them with a car? You should already know ain't nobody gonna take your ass serious after you pulled that shit! LOL... Anyway, that's a whole different blog I really don't have the energy to write about because I'd tear this keyboard up. So, that's enough of that.

So, Saturday my uncle and his classmates (c/o 1992) had a little gathering at Bourderaux restaurant. If you're from the Houston area, you know what I'm talking about. They have cajun-style food thats umm umm good! I mean, it's bucklin! Anyway, we drank again. Long Island Iced Tea-you are my friend to the end! It was a really nice time. Afterward, Bourbon Street is where our drunkiness led us. A lil hole-in-the-wall club. One of those clubs where you know every single person when you walk in. The B.Y.O.B club with the ice bucket in the middle of the table. Yep! That's the one...you know what I'm talking about! But all in all, I had a hell of a good time. I danced, mingled with the people and went off on a few guys because they asked me to buy their beer! Are you serious? If you don't get out of my face and sitcho ass down somewhere with yo broke, fake Gucci print unit you got from the flea market, funk nasty breath, wanna be thug ass! Are you serious?! Talking about you buy mine and I'll buy the next. PLEASE! We ended up leaving there early and by that time I was DONE!

Sunday was chill. I slept pretty much all day. I had a bad toothache and made the mistake of taking Vicoden. I was knocked the hell out! I ended up missing my friends solo at church and everything. I'll have to catch the next one cause I really did want to go, but at 8:00am, I was dead to the world. Anyway, that's all I got for now.

HOLLA!