Two Sots Prove to be Losers in Woodley Park Special Olympics

Damn grand marnier. Seriously. I am so hungover from drinking all night yesterday with my partner in crime, Heine Ho.
We started early, like...4ish...and well I guess the rest is history, but I have been getting tipsy off of practically nothing lately, but man o man did I show myself up last night.
We weren't happy with Murphy's in DC so we decided to walk over the bridge to the 4 Ps. My lazy ass didn't want to walk and get all sweaty and nasty, but we did it anyway. As we're approaching the bridge there are these two old ladies on motorized chairs, the buffed up wheelchair if you will. So...we're walking at a snail's pace behind these two ladies that are taking up the sidewalk and Sheila attempts to get around one of them. The old bat sees Sheila, cocks her head, and revs her chair to max speed and totally beats us up a quarter of the block. She left her friend behind too. What a ho bag! I think Sheila wanted to strike me dead for laughing, but I was drunk, it was hilarious, and well, we got showed up by two old ladies in wheelchairs.
So we finally make it to the 4Ps and continue to get blasted. We get approached by old men at every bar, but this one dude interrupted our conversation to shake my hand and introduce himself...and then almost fell off his stool.
All in all it was a fun night. Except for the damn Grand Marnier.
I woke up naked with my clothes EVERYWHERE in my room, suspiciously looking like a one night stand (that didn't happen). I am so glad I don't have to work today.
As for the weird dreams,
Sheila, Omar, and I were in almost all of them. In one, Omar and I were hanging out in the living room and kitchen while this weird group of guys fixed his bathroom. They were removing tiles and replacing them and this little Asian kid was filing the walls with sandpaper. Apparently the tiles on the tub weren't safe to eat...so they were fixing it cause I guess O likes to bite his tub...
And my teeth started falling out. :( I hate those dreams. And Sheila and I were walking around this museum/zoo of a town and we passed this "exhibit" that she works on and there was a small sign in the front yard that said, "Maintained by Heine Ho."
And that's all I have for you. I am beyond excited that I am off two whole days from the burrito bordello. I spent one night in a drunken state and am recovering today. I am such a grown up.