This past September I traveled with friends to Europe, visiting Slovakia, Austria, Germany and Denmark. It was friggin’ amazing.
Our first stop was Bratislava, Slovakia. We didn’t have a lot of time before Vienna and, with Bratislava only an hour away, we thought it could be a fun place to explore. None of us knew much about Bratislava, but figured we’d have a blast. Later on we found out that Bratislava is very popular among Europeans for bachelor/bachelorette parties.
Some other little known facts about Bratislava: They have a penchant for wearing overalls, going sans...
At my old company, we had an annual holiday party. This party usually was a luncheon at a swanky downtown restaurant, meaning it included a great meal and loads of wine or beer. I attended this party every year for six years, which equals six opportunities to teeter on the bridge of termination.
This story will be more of a compilation of me being a drunken fool. And no, unfortunately, it doesn’t seem like I learn anything from one year to the next.
I had only been employed by the company for one week when my first holiday party took place. I was nervous, didn’t know what to expect and didn’t...
Time for another Australia story!
After departing the Outback, my friend and I arrived in Melbourne, which was a welcome sight after days of heat, hiking and sand. I remember being surprised at how cosmopolitan and diverse the city turned out to be. I mean, a large population of my people, Greeks and Middle Easterners, were there! All around me I saw well-groomed men with dark hair, dark skin, big brown eyes and so on … Mama likey! Especially after touring a desert with people who smelled faintly of moth balls and formaldehyde. Needless to say, I was ready to wrestle with some Mediterranean...
I went through a brief stint of shoplifting in high school. We’ve all been there, right?
Well, I apparently was trying to decide which type of felon I would like to be. A thief was, thankfully, not in the cards.
I did steal two rings from one of those mall kiosks over the course of a month during my junior year in high school. My heart was pounding, I was sweating, adrenaline was pumping! I ended up losing both of these rings soon after I “borrowed” them. I felt a lot of guilt about my theft and figured it was God’s way of letting me know this behavior will not be tolerated.
There are a lot of things I am not. Subtle? Not my strongest suit.
Graceful? If you think the lovechild of a rhino and a one-legged duck is graceful, then I’m your girl.
Fortunately for me (and all of you), I am a lot of things. One of which is fun. I love to have fun. I mean, I know most people THINK they like to have fun and are, in fact, having fun. But seriously, they’re not. If they’re not with me, they’re not really having fun.
Also, if you were wondering, modesty is not on the list of my character traits. I don’t really care. I’m self-aware.
And I’m a fucking...
Posted by: leigh
August 23, 2011 |
August 23, 2011
As you have probably caught on, I definitely have blacked out my fair share of times. And by fair share, I mean most of my college career. This probably explains why I’m not able to form full sentences and need a calculator to figure out the tip on a $10 bill. (Really, Leigh? Really?) I’m basically like an upright walking, less hairy caveman.
Leigh 0, Rum 1,000.
The drill in college with my roommates was that we would usually reconvene with leftover pizza or McDonald’s the morning after a night of drinking and go over the events of the night. The conversation usually started...
For those of you reading this who live outside of the Chicagoland area, you may not believe it but there is a pretty big boating scene in the Windy City. Although the boating season in Chicago is only a few short months a year, every ray of sunshine is capitalized on!
I’m fortunate enough to have a few friends who have boats. Some of my most fun summer days have been spent on a boat on Lake Michigan. One of the biggest boating days of the year is in late July, called the Chicago Scene Party. If you have a boat,...
When planning an engagement party, there are several things you need to put on your checklist: Make sure the bride’s ring is sparkly and nails freshly done, display a few pictures of the engaged couple, be able to tell people some of your wedding plans and, last but not least, invite your friend with a drinking problem to an “all you can drink” three-hour party.
Before my friend’s said engagement party last summer, a bunch of us decided to have dinner at a nearby sushi BYOB. Of course, I arrived with a bottle of red in hand. The problem? No one else was drinking the red wine. The guys...
It’s springtime. It’s Saturday night. I’m drunk. I’m at Carol’s.
I apparently had made friends with an obese Latina that had matching boob tats of something in Spanish. She was wearing stretch pants and an oversized T-shirt. She was just my style.
I noticed an attractive-looking ginger across the bar. He had a beard. I go through phases with guys. Currently, I am really into guys who wear glasses. I was previously big on beards. I also went through a brief stint of dating gingers. This guy was a redhead AND had a beard.
Yes, please, thank you!
So apparently after...
As I’ve mentioned before, I previously was in a long-term relationship. This relationship ended pretty badly, but we actually had to live together for about 5 months after its demise.
Now, for anyone who has seen the movie “The Break-Up,” you might think there would be room for some comedy. You are sorely mistaken. This was a very long five months. For me, it was basically filled with alcohol and bad decisions.
Fortunately for you all, bad decisions make great stories!
I was at my company Christmas luncheon and decided to partake in quite a few glasses of wine. The luncheon came...