Everybody Gets A Little Drunk Sometimes...

Sorry about the lack of Saturday post, but really, who uses the internet on Saturdays?

Miranda is getting ready to jump out of a plane, so I will recap the happenings of our Friday night out.

She and I met up near Hurricane O'Reilly's and head in. We both agreed that something was off that night and that something just felt weird about it all. Neither of us were in the best of moods, but decided it was a good idea to say hello to friends and start drinking the hard liquor. This was probably the best idea ever.

Basically, the two of us eventually ended up in what level of drunkeness Miranda labeled "Make Out Drunk". Once on the dance floor (yes, we were workin' it out there with the boys and girls), we started to scope out our possible victims. Immediately ruling out a few people, we both were on the verge of giving up when Miranda did. She had to return to the group of people she had left earlier in the night, and that is what she did.

I spent the rest of the evening talking it up and dancing like a fool. In simple terms, I had a pretty good night.

Once at the after party, I switched roles and turned into "Sophie the Mom" and took care of drunken friends. Someone has to do it, and it was probably the more respectable moments of the night.

We did really enjoy the feedback we've been getting from you guys. A few people told us how they read this little blog on Friday night, and it really made us feel like, as ridiculous as this thing is, that it's worth the time and effort. Of course, it's all because of you!

I also found a new place to live (already dubbed the 90210 Beach House) and will be moving in a month, so my adventures will probably be few and far between (not that they aren't already). I'm sure Miranda will have something new to tell you about soon, and the two of us will always have our nights out from time to time. Basically, don't forget to email us with any fun stories or questions you have. We can censor them to protect you and others involved. Promise.
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And with this experience, Miranda and I came out with Tip #10:

Tip #1 does NOT apply while on the dance floor, unless we pull away. When dancing, we all get sweaty, that is the atmosphere. Touch us in the midsection. Really. It's sexy and okay in our books. We're actually a little insulted when you dance with your hands behind your back.

xoxo
Sophie