it's about time i had a good year. i'm definitely long overdue. 2010 is going to be my best year evvarr!...it came to me somewhere in between the pounding thud of the hangover and the burning sensation of the triple patron shot. fittingly. after the epiphany outburst, when i slowly grabbed my stomach in pain i thought. "death by 30!" of course more shots ensued. my good year is seemingly in the works. it's taken a while for me to get back into the groove of things, esp since moving back to new york. maturing aspects of perspective and a few motions of good fortune will get me out of my god forsaken 'late twenties' and push me into a new decade...the decade of prosperity. of fate. of destiny.
to think. this was the overlying thought in my head during probably the funnest trip i've ever had, miami 2009, my 29th birthday. there were about 80 instances where i thought i was going to die. but i didn't. i was wheezing up a storm before i got there. i was still taking tylenol cold and we were still ordering magnum patron chasing it down with the jumbo grey goose. i landed late friday night to be greeted by my cartoon of a birthday present and a butter knife. it didn't matter that the art deco and minimalistic W hotel wasn't too comfortable, cuz i was too focused on hot pink shorts and "the jersey shore" and skiing. an hour later, chung came. an hour after that it was the hotel bar. and then mr chows. and then set. to recap quickly.
1. "while a woman fainted at the restaurant and people frantically scrambled to call paramedics, chung was screaming SHOTS"
2. "i looked over at the chung. then at the fried rice. then at chomo eating the fried rice. and thought. oh god. i should force down a few bites...it was painful"
3. "magnum patron? jumbo goose? 10 bottles on the table really???"
4. 2 large pizzas!
5. too much body heat = i don't like to cuddle
6. can you stop talking? haha.
7. "i can't break the rock!"
i can't even imagine how many times i've heard "happy birthday" as an excuse for nazi style patron pushing. but it worked. and when u're up at 8am after a bender...it's cuz you're either laying next to a hot chick. or the room is spinning. either way, consciousness parlays into more happy birthday shots by the pool. shrimp cocktail and sandwiches for lunch? yea we ordered'em but didnt really eat'em. pure pain. latin food for early dinner. prime 112 for dinner. and fountainbleu for liv. and then the wall @ the hotel. and then room service. and then i puked.
1. why do asians have to take pictures of their food?
2. shrimp cocktail!
3. chicken salad drenched in ketchup is better than it sounds.
4. espresso please.
5. trust me, if we had roofies, we'd take'em ourselves.
6. lemonheads...
7. i love me a headband.
8. LMFAO rocked!
9. walgreens x 2 = the fort
10. chung ordered everything on the room service menu that he had to order from the kiddie menu.
somehow i got up early on sunday too. still drunk. and topless. and they put nipple petals on me in hopes i'd get an X tan on my body. doh! sunday was great weather. spent the entire day @ the beach. with shrimp cocktail lunch. and champagne. 2 bottles of course. which turned into tequila at the pool. and then that turned into drinks @ lincoln ave...and drinks @ the delano (where i tried desparately to show off my drinking prowess by downing shots of patron alone)...drinks there turned into lets drink more in the room. and when we killed all the alcohol in our room, chungs room was raided. not just for the patron, but the entire mini bar. what a great use for the laundry bag slash alcohol courier bag.
1. "cartoooon"
2. the look of despair.
3. when its sunny and raining. it means tigers are mating
4. if a shark is gonna bite u. punch it in the nose.
5. towel dress!
6. did we eat anything yet?
7. change ur flight!
8. im not blonde. im a brunette!
9. can you catch a seagull for me?
10. oops...cutting into the wrong apple
i've been looking back on these pictures. thinking about that miami experience and ... have seemingly hyped up this post to try to convey just how amazing of a time it really was. in retrospect, it seemed as though we could have even one upped the entire experience. regardless, it was the perfect dynamic of people. the perfect vortex of alcoholics. the perfect stew of trouble. oh yea. and now im in "ruv"....can't wait to do it again.
ps: these pictures look so lame.
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