Lets start off small:
My bf and I had decided to attend different parties that night. No biggie, but no sober driver for me either.
I worked during the day time, and was supposed to grab trick or treat candy on my way home from work. Well, I left in a rush and didn't realize this error until the first people rang my doorbell. Fortunately
middleschool kids are pretty understanding if you offer them cans of soda instead. Then I shut the light off.
My costume was sort of an 80's punk look. Big hair, make up, and lots of pleather silliness. Only I was coming up from upstairs and wripped a HUGE hole when the shirt got caught on something. Costume change became a corset, and I said to hell with my hair, because I was running late already.
Was invited that night to a party at someone I didn't knows house. Nobody really cared, as long as I bought a bottle of something, and arrived with Emily. Me and six other friends would meet up with Emily and all drive there togheter. It's just that Emily didn't give me the address of her house. Just a general discription (which was incorrect btw, OMG E, you don't even know where you live!!!), and I assumed I'd just drive over there, find the house with a bunch of cars I'd recognize.
Bad assumption.
25 mins later I returned home to find six messages on my answering machine "Staci, where you at?"
I finally got a hold of another friend and she leads me from my house to Emily's. Only we wind up at the wrong place because Emily REALLY doesn't know where she lives and gave my friend a different house number. Eventually we catch E's boyfriend coming home in the car, but the car pulls into a empty dark driveway down the road. We can't tell which house actually belongs to E. (It's a four lane rd btw and all the houses are packed together... plus its dark.)
I'm going first, and I have no idea which driveway I need to use, so I pull around the next corner a block away and walk back. Thinking that by now Em will have turned on her porch light, or my other friends's car should be sitting there, I head down the street in the right direction.
I find a house with a light on, and a white car -- looks like my friends car? I think? It's dark..-- parked in front. Add to the fact that Emily is asian, and I can see Asian people inside the windows watching a tv. HEY! Must be the address I need, right? I knock, and ask for Emily and people let me in...
ONLY I DONT KNOW THAT ITS THE WRONG HOUSE YET,
AND I'M STANDING IN THE DOORWAY DRESSED IN A CORSET AND FISHNETS AND A PLEATHER SKIRT HOLDING A BOTTLE OF CHERRY DOCTOR MAGUILICUDDYS AND THEY LEAD ME DOWN THIS HALLWAY TO A 15 YEAR OLD BOY WHO IS SITTING IN HIS ROOM PLAYING XBOX.... AND I AM FEELING VERY VERY UNCOMFORTABLE BECAUSE EMILY IS CLEARLY NOT HERE AND I AM SLOWLY REALIZING THAT THIS MIGHT NOT BE THE RIGHT HOUSE.
AND ALL I AM THINKING TO MYSELF IS THAT THIS WHOLE SITUATION SOUNDS LIKE THE LEAD UP IN A CHEAP TIWANESE PORN FILM AND WHY DOES SHIT LIKE THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME?!?!?!!?
I very, very, VERY quickly apologize and leave to find my friends down the street a few houses, who seem to think that kind of thing is hilariuous beyond belief. Because they suck.
In another moment of pure genius, Emily can't remember where this party is that we are all going to. (But then: We can't expect as much from a girl who couldn't explain where she lived to six different people.) But another friend decides that instead we should go to Freak Fest in Madison Wisconsin, its only a 50 min drive, and its still pretty early.
We pile into two cars, Emily and I wind up passengers in one, and both of us take a couple shots before we leave. I haven't eaten anything since lunchtime (and with all the rushing forgot dinner) and am drinking on an empty stomach. Didn't get sick, but did spend the better part of 50 mins feeling a bit queasy. Our driver was lost the whole time, and the navigator was drunk before we got out of town.
Now, if you're unfamiliar with FreakFest or the State Street Halloween party, its a huge party just off a college campus and they close off multiple city blocks for it. HUGE party. Lots of drinking. This year Third Eye Blind was playing a concert there, as was Cage the Elephant
We finally got seperated from the other people with us, and never even got to the party, because the closest place we could find required a CAB to drive us close enough to find a place to walk to there. We're talking a minimum of a six mile walk JUST from the PARKING AREA.
Needless to say, we gave up and drove back home. We were going to go to another party, but after Emily's track record that night, I sort of said to hell with it and went back to my house
I probably should have just gone to gaming...












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