Welcome to Gaia! :: View User's Journal | Gaia Journals

Ok, so I go to this club called Phoenix every Thursday for Rockstar Thursdays. They always have a few local bands playing and all you have to do is pay $10 to get in the door and get a wristband. What this wristband gets you is all the free domestic beer and well drinks you can drink until 2am. And you get to see all the bands perform. It's a pretty sweet deal if you ask me.

So anyways, last night about 15 of us went up there to crash the club with our mob. We did just that in a sense. My boy Chris told me that we were going to be crawling out of there, if we were lucky. And at that moment, he started buying him and I shots of Lucid Absinthe. And then I bought us each two rounds of shots of jaggerbombs. So we're having a good time, the girls that came with us are pretty much twisted at this point, but do we stop? Hell nah. My boy Cody buys 2 bottles of champagne and we pop the tops to them and continue drinking. Then they did a raffle and called out a barcode that was on one of the wristbands. It just so happened to be my number "411666" and I won a bottle of patrone, so we drank that right up =]. Needless to say, we were seriously hammered. So what does Chris decide we should do, let's continue to drink our beers and fill up this table with beer bottles so you can't even see what color the table top is. So yeah, we did that and then we noticed it was 1:55 and the club was about to close. We decided it was time to seal our fate and go get a mind eraser and another shot of Absinthe.

I woke up this morning and thought I was a freakin' zombie. I know it wasn't the beer, the patrone or the jagger. It was that stupid nasty tasting Absinthe. I shall never drink that stuff again on Rockstar Thursday's. My beer and champagne is more then good enough for me.