Well, about thirty seconds after I entered her house I found myself sipping a glass of wine and chilling on the couch. Oops. I stumbled home around 2:30 a.m. Here's what happened in between.
***Bonus. I rarely add commentary to the Night Notes, but I think we have some new readers, so just to ease you guys into the nonsense of a Night Note, I'll offer a little commentary (in blue) as best as I can. Though the beauty of it is that I have no idea about the last ones...***
NIGHT NOTES ON A WEDNESDAY
Jud: Our friends would break the shit out of some china.
(On how none of us have registered for china on our wedding registries.)
Jud: She's taking a half day.
Kristen: I'm taking a half day.
(Jud and I didn't have to work in the morning. We were questioning Kristen's decision to drink more.)
Julie: I'm going to have a severe bout of anorexia now.
(Jud making fun of my second slice of pizza. There was no malice or actual harm done to my mental status based on his comment.)
Julie: No! If you guys were the same age, you would be a year older!!!
(It made sense in my head at the time...ish.)
Kristen: I feel like they should charge me extra.
Julie: No. But their suction...it's like nothing to them.
(This is classic Night Note material. We were talking about her getting the dog hair vacuumed out of her car. Get your minds out of the gutter!)
Julie: I was not formiddle with the pickadiddle.
(Um--yeah, I actually don't know.)
Julie: It doesn't work when I don't swallow.
(The SHOT I was taking. Again, get your minds out of the gutter. Also, if this wasn't followed by a "That's what she said," we missed an obvious one!)
Jud: Sorry Jules, we don't normally have prince-sy! (sai)
(It was probably really late at this point. I have no idea what this means. Kristen?)
Julie: Wasted on a Wednesday. (Yup.)