4.09.2010

This is why most people don't drunk blog

A lot is going on right now. Look, I've never been one to lie on my blog. It's anonymous. There's no shame. I feel the need to tell you the truth. So here's the truth: at the moment, I am in my bra and boyshort underooos, very much slightly intoxicated* (* = very much intoxicated) listening to the song that I associate with my last boyfriend on repeat. BOOM. There it is. Honesty. Slightly lame and pathetic? Yes. Very much indeed. Does this happen sometimes? GOD YES. Normally I'd take moments like these to not blog, but meh. If you can't handle it, I bid you adieu. If you can, hi-oh!

Today's blog is going to be a smorgasbord of god knows what, and frankly I don't apologize for it. Find me a writer who would be more concise two pitchers of margaritas deep with little to no food and I will find you a liar. OK. I had things to write. What were they? OH MY GOD, YES:

1.) Can I please tell you a disguising yet completely TRUE story? Last night I went over to Andrew's apartment to play Chatroulette. YES, I said I would never do Chatroulettte again, true, but Alex had never done it before and I kind of wanted to be there the first time he did it. (Side note: I have the most ferocious hiccups at the moment and it hurts like fuck.) So anyway, Tuesday night, I don't know if you know this, but it was hot as fuck here in DC. But like seriously, hot as fuck. Oh my god, these hiccups are genuinely very painful. Anway, there we were, Andrew, Meg and Alex, a-playing Chatroutlette and it was hot as fuck in Andrew's apartment as it his AC wasn't turned on. I decided to deal with this heat by putting an ice cube down my shirt, letting it melt and blowing air down my blouse. (DOUBLE SIDE NOTE: 1.) Hiccups. I have never been in so much in my life. 2.) Between me and you, I'm not just being suggestive, the air down my shirt felt so unbelievably good. So being slightly drunk, I got a little kooky as the ice cube melted and dared Alex to eat the ice cube that had been lingering down my shirt for the past five minutes as a goof.

Upon hearing this dare, Alex jumped at the opportunity. (Side note: Jesus Christ. Seriously. These hiccups have to go. I am currently holding my breath. Let's see how long this lasts. 2:30-2:25. Uhh, OK, we went back in time by five minutes, so that's unique. I seem to be OK for the time being...Is the phrase "OK" or "Ok"? Things to ponder and/or Google...let's move on and not talk about it because if we do, it'll make it worse.) ANYWHOO, Alex jumped at the opportunity to eat my boob ice. I adequately warned him that the ice cute in question had been hanging out betwixt my boobs, yet he didn't seem fazed in the least.

"If I do this, you owe me $1o," he reiterated.

"You sure you want to do this?" I asked him.

Over and over again, he egged me on to give him the ice. So finally I fished out the 3/4 of the melted piece of ice cube in my bra, popped it in Alex's mouth and proceeded to die slightly. I am so mind-boggled on multiple levels:

1.) Ew. I mean, it's my own boobs and ew, I wouldn't even eat that ice. I had showered earlier that day, but still. Alex, I love you more than pretty much anything in the entire world, but I'm going to be candid in telling you that if you ever put a piece of ice floating about your balls, I'd rather pretty much shoot myself in the face than consume it. And you're really attractive. God bless.

2.) Dude. If I'm being candid with you, you make more than anyone I know. You have an incredibly good job working as an assistant press secretary for a state representative--you're salary is pretty fuckin' sweet. And more to the point; you really fuckin' earn it. Why are you so desperate for 10-dollars? I mean, last time I checked, I'm unemployed/and/or a free blogger/and/or working meager retail. And, true story, the last the I was unemployed, I earned $15 snoring a line of freshly cracked pepper on a dare form my dad. You don't need that kind of goof money. You're good to go! Ergo, I hope you understand that that money is never going to see the light of day. Love you dearly. XOXO.

3.) Evie McBlogger owes me $3o. Yeah. Big time. Maybe I wouldn't have so many fiscal problems if I wasn't collecting money from felines, true, but it still stands. When I went home to gank my college computer in lieu of the new laptop I can no longer afford, I grabbed the ethernet cord I left at home as well. When I went to hook up said cord, I discovered said feline had chewed completely through said cord, so I had to go to Radio Shack and get a new ethernet cord for $30. American. Yeah. Save your tree-house dollars, Miss McBlogger. And save 'em good. (No really. this is the true state of my current affairs: I'm blogging drunk and collecting money from my parent's cat. It's touch-and-go, to the save the least.)

4.) FYI: Co-Blogger Chris resigned from the blog yesterday. WAMP, WAMP! Chris is currently trying to get a job as an officer in the foreign service, so I think we'll all agree that blogging on a blog as grossly inappropriate as this one isn't the best idea in the entire world. That being said, Chris and I are still biffles^max (thank Christ almighty), so I promise you'll still be hearing updates about his life often. Chris—we, as a group, thank you for sharing your life with us, as it's genuinley not as easy as you think it is to do. Not to break the fourth wall, but Chris is very seriously one of the most important people in my entire life, so from me to you, thank you for dedicating so much of your time to my personal project. It means a lot to me. We look forward to your exciting future!

5.) In his absence, we welcome one of my all-time favorite writers and human beings period, Tulane Chris! Tulane Chris and his ex-writing partner had a blog years before Ex-Co-Blogger Eddie and I did and were the real inspiration for us to start 2b1b in the first place. I'd be a real Cunty McGee to try to try to replace Co-Blogger Chris with Tulane Chris, so I'm flat-out not even trying to. I love both Chris' in different ways (specifically I've hooked up with Tulane Chris whereas I haven't Co-Blogger Chris. [HA HA, jay/kay. Co-Blogger Chris and I have seen some mighty inappropriate moments in our day. I'm a ho.] So I'm not trying to draw any comparisons.) All I can say is I hope you enjoy Tulane Chris and his writing as much as I have for years and I'm incredibly excited to see what he has in store for us!

6.) My hiccups are back with a vengeance.

7.) Holding my breath...

8.) We seem to be OK.

9.) I'd just like you to know that I'm trying so hard not to pass out while writing this. It's so tempting. I have such a long day tomorrow. Ugh.

10.) Speaking of contributing writers, Queer Abby wasn't as warmly received last week as I'd thought it would be. And I'm torn. I really, really like Amy and her advice and don't want to get rid of her that quick, but I want to honor what you guys want. So let's go one more week, huh? Cool? Cool. Viva Amy!

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Queer Abby,

I hope you can help me out here. I am crazy in love with this guy I met last year. He just isn't into me, unfortunately. HOW DO I GET OVER HIM?

He told me that he wants to meet new people so he doesn't want to date me exclusively. Broken hearted and in an attempt to get over him, I tried to severe all ties with him, but he got upset and convinced me to continue talking to him. So I am back at square one, a love struck 25 year old woman texting this guy, hoping to get him to change his mind about me. We've hooked up a couple times..again it was my attempt at getting him to like me. Sometimes he initiates a conversation with me, making it just that much harder to distance myself from him.

How do I get over him? Should I continue talking to him 'cuz he might just change his mind..eventually? I am thinking of telling him upfront that we should stop talking to each other altogether 'cuz I am way too broken hearted to be his sideline girl.

Please help me. I can't afford to see a shrink. I really need your help.

Peace,

Sophia


Dearest Sophia,

There is a lot I could say, but I worry the point will get lost if I say too much, so here’s the take away:

DON’T WAIT FOR HIM TO CHANGE HIS MIND. WALK AWAY NOW AND DON’T BOTHER EXPLAINING IT TO HIM.

Seriously, the DC Metro Area has more than 2.5 million men in it- find one who respects you enough to know that it’s totally dick to ask you to stick around while he ‘meets other people.’ Fuck that noise.

Besides I heard he bites his toenails.

Meg's advice: Dude. I have been here. Time and time and time again. And again. Here's my tipsy piece of advice: fuck someone who doesn't want to be with you. It's his loss. Seriously. Just say good day to him. I know that's such a piece of like, TEE-HEE! LeT's eAt a CheEsEcAkE & DaNcE aRoUnD tHe KitChEN tAbLe!!!!1 advice, but personally, I have no time for someone who doesn't have time for me and you need to adopt the same attitude. I know it seems grossly cheesy, but when I see how Becca's fiance will do literally anything to make her happy, it makes me realize that someone, somewhere is dying to do the same for me and fuck every single guy who isn't him. Seriously. I burn bridges with guys like a torch dipped in kerosene in the meantime. I'm sure this guy seems great, but nuts to him if he doesn't see how wonderful you are. When I was out to dinner with Becky Tuesday night, she said something I loved:

"I mean, I completely love me, I just don't think he does."

Some guys are A-fucks and you need to adopt a "good day to you" attitude in the mean time. You're going to feel so silly when you meet the guy of you dreams and he treats you wonderfully vs. the compost this asshole treats you like. Or at least that's what I keep telling myself.

Queer Abby,

So I'm 22 and a lesbian. I came out during my second year of college, so I sort of got a slow start to the whole "being gay in a big city" thing. I started dating my first (and only) girlfriend when I was home in the Midwest for the summer, and she was awesome and beautiful and for some reason I will never understand, she loved me, like REALLY loved me. We broke up awhile ago because long-distance is retarded, especially because there's really no chance we'll ever end up in the same place. But now that I'm trying to date and "get on the scene," I've realized I have no idea how. I joined OKCupid, but every time I meet up with someone, it always end up being a friendly thing, not a date-thing. Lesbians scare me. I have no idea how to act around them, which I think probably has something to do with the fact that my ex was the only girl I ever dated. And I've been told I look like I'm straight (which pisses me off to no end), and I don't think that helps matters. Basically, I'm a 22-year-old baby-dyke in a city where 16-year-olds have more experience than I do. I have no idea how to go about this, and I thought you might have some words of wisdom. Thanks in advance!



So much here worth commenting on, I could write a book.

As it happens I drank too much tonight to do that right now, so I’m going to give you some advice that everyone reading this needs to take: Go to Jello wrestling at Phase One on Wednesday night next week. Gay, straight or heteroflexible, it’ll be entirely ridiculous and probably confirm every lesbian stereotype you know—so basically, it’s the single best reason ever to go out on a Wednesday night. Fun will start around 11 and don’t worry, I PROMISE I’ll be in worse shape than you at work on Thursday. Also, I will take whoever sends me a picture of the most convincing Justin Beiber look alike there out to drinks.

As for you, Baby Dyke, you need to go up to the bartender and tell her Queer Abby sent you. If she looks like she doesn’t know what you’re talking about, go to the other bartender—she will introduce you to some people and give you some pointers on how to get in the loop re: the lesbian scene in DC. Put the dating on hold for a minute, at least until you realize that you’re in no way a second-class lesbian-- no matter how femme you are, when you came out or how many women you’ve dated. I’m hoping that will happen once you’ve made some good friends and gotten a little more comfortable in the community.


Dude, despite what my mom might tell you, I'm not a lesbian and I totally relate to the whole "how the hell do I meet people?!" thing. I've recently come to terms with the fact that I'd like to start seeing people again, despite the fact that the last person I saw broke my heart into 10,000 distinct little pieces and I'm not even ashamed of it. That being said, I genuinley have no idea of how you meet new people; gay or straight. I don't mean to talk obsessively about Becky, but again, we were just talking about this last night. I asked her how you meet single guys and she laughed in my face and said she had been banking on meeting single guys at my birthday shindig next weekend. To which I laughed in her face. And in the end we agreed she'd just end up drunkenly making out with Alex. So really what I'm trying to say is—GOOD QUESTION!

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Dear Abby,

I've been with my boyfriend for 3+ years, I'm 25 and he's about to turn 30. I don't wanna get married until im 50, but I'm not opposed to wearing promise rings. Should I buy us promise rings? Or should I tell myself that promise rings are the gayest thing on the planet.

-John D

First I’m just gonna say I don’t understand the promise ring thing. Is it like getting engaged to get engaged? Why the extra step? That sounds… expensive at very least, and non-committal at most. All the same, I’m going to answer your question with a serious of questions, ‘cause that’s how I roll.

-Do you have a legitimate reason for not wanting to get married until you’re 50, but you know it’s him you eventually want to gimp down the isle with, and you want to let him know that now? Do it. It’s a sweet gesture and who doesn’t like presents (although I would save yourself the money and call it an engagement ring so you don’t have to buy another one later).

-Do you not want to get married until you’re 50 because you don’t want to commit until then? If so, I think giving a promise ring is a little disingenuous. Wait to make promises until you know you can/want to keep them. Give everything you can give to the relationship right now and see how it goes. Besides, if he wants to get married now, a promise ring is not going to stay his desire to get married or squelch the conversation for 2 years, much less 25.

-Has your bf never mentioned the possibility of marriage, but you want something to ensure that he is/will stay/will feel committed? Don’t do it; that’s gay. If we were friends I would give you shit. If I was your boyfriend, I’d pat you on the head, say that’s sweet and wear your ring, but it wouldn’t mean as much to me as it did to you.

Do you just want an excuse/reason to give him a ring, or some other token of affection, to affirm how you feel about him now? Not gay! (just don’t call it a promise ring.

So there you go, I’m 1/2 in favor of ring-giving (until I can think of more scenarios). But what it comes down to is this: promise rings, engagement and marriage are all one in the same- an expression of love, commitment and intention. Only do it if you really, really mean it. If you’re not there, that’s totally fine; just enjoy the relationship, see what happens and don’t get ahead of yourself.


Perosnally, I don't understand promise rings in the fuckin' least. They say: "I'm ready to spend the rest of my entire life with you. But not quiiiiiiiiiite yet." Either commit or not, you pussy.


Sorry, that was rough. BUT SERIOUSLY. It's like the pre-cum of jewelery and I feel oddly strongly about it. XOXO.

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God bless Amy, aka Abby. I like her. In the meantime, it turns out that according to Twitter you guys really miss Drinking Game Friday. Seriously? I thought that shit had jumped the shark months ago. You do know that you can you always tell me what you want me to write about, right? I mean, 9 times out of 10, I'm just sitting here watching 19 Kids and Counting and eating string cheese alone. If you just shoot me an email or tweet me, odds are I'll be receptive. (meg@2birds1blog.com). Unless you're talking shit about T.G.I. Hagman. In which case (and I mean this in the nicest way possible), I have no time for you. T.G.I. Hagman isn't really for comedic valueit's a public service. I really don't give two hot shits if you think it's old; it's T.G.I. Hagman! And it's here to stay.

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As of 5:09am, April 9, 2010, Larry Hagman is...alive! Oh, I'm sorry, is his beating the odds "getting old" for you? I recommend another blog then. Good day to you, sir. (Take note, single ladies.)

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The morning after. I have felt better. And I have to be at work in half an hour. Why do I do this to myself? That being said, I am highly impressed I wrote as much as I did last night. I should mention the reason I got so drunk is because Laura came over and we drank two pitchers of margaritas and watched Woody Allen's Everything You Wanted to Know about Sex...a unique movie, to say the least. Thus, I leave you with this week's drinking game--The Everything You Wanted to Know...drinking game!

Rules

Drink When:

- "I fell on my bells."

- A ghost appears

- The movie is significantly weirder than you anticipated it would be

- Gene Wilder, good to see you

- Someone falls in love with a sheep

- A sheep wears a garter belt and nylons

- "Go easy on my hymen"

- Subtitles appear on screen

- Someone says "foreplay" in Italian

- You have the following exchange:

Meg: I'm attracted to Woody Allen pretending to be Italian. And I'm confused by it.

Laura: Yeah. Well. I was attracted to Gene Wilder seduce a goat. So. No judgments.

- Regis Philbin makes a guest appearance

- It goes there like Degrassi. (i.e. when a rabai gets tied up and whipped while his wife sits at his feet and eats pork. Or when 20 cub scouts bang out a journalist.)

- Someone has a stereotypically Jewish last name

- A giant 40-foot breast with an erect nipple attacks someone by shooting half and half.

- "I thought you were going to get nursed to death."

- Said giant breast is given to an orphanage because "there's a lot of mouths to feed."

- You vomit

- BURT. FUCKING. REYNOLDS.

Have a great weekend. We love you. See you Monday. Pray for me getting through today's shift at work. Kay, off to pull the trigger.


50 comments:

Anonymous said...

WHAT! SO MUCH TO HANDLE. I JUST... I CAN'T. also, i will for serious really, really miss Co-Blogger Chris. <3

ps- did you really hook up with Tulane Chris?! also, deets. also, was he the guy with long-ish hair @ Jager Ball?

dontgetsentimental said...

"Here's my tipsy piece of advice: fuck someone who doesn't want to be with you."

I totally read that as "have sex with someone who doesn't want to be with you"... and I wasn't even fazed. I was pretty much like YEP right on par with my life. Then I realized what you MEANT to say and I felt... well... a little slutty and a lot self-loathsome.

Jessica Ellis said...

I WILL SO MISS YOU, CO-BLOGGER Chris! I had a dream about him the other night. Yes, I know. I think it was because Meg told the story of how they met in the comments, and I basically dreamed that, except it was me. Creepy? Maybe, but I can't control my sub-conscious.
I think this installment of Queer Abby was much, much better. A little more humor, and still solid advice. Good stuff. And to the first girl, she is absolutely, 115% right. I was in the exact same situation and I can guarantee you two things: 1) He won't come around. Ever. It's entirely too convenient for him to have you right where you are, and 2) You will feel silly one day for spending so much time on that loser. I totally do. Don't waste another minute.
And MEG! Thanks for standing up to the TGI Hagman haters! Long live TGIH!

Anonymous said...

We will miss you Chris! From me and my colleagues in London who randomly stumbled upon this blog a few months ago, and has now basically become the office newsletter! Queer abby was good, love the blog!

Francesca said...

That was a pretty epic post, it is much appreciated. I dearly missed drinking game fridays, way to go!

Anonymous said...

I liked Queer Abby better this week for multiple reasons 1) she was grouped with your drunk shinanigans, TGI Hagman, and DGF 2) you (meaning Meg) gave much longer more hilarious responses to the answers

And I'm going to really miss you Chris but i wish you the best of luck!!! and I'm excited to get some more posts from Tulane Chris

leminx said...

You are wonderful Meg. And I thought this week's Queer Abby was much better, especially since it was grouped with other things (to echo the comment above me).
Thanks for the drunk-blogging, we appreciate your dedication to the game. <3

Adria said...

Awwwww Co-Blogger Chris...but good luck!!!

Caroline said...

I agree with Francesca that this was an epic post. Good luck to Co-Blogger Chris with his foreign service ambitions! I'm excited to see Tulane Chris on here more often, though. He always cracks me up. And I vote in favor of Queer Abby.

I'd forgotten how much I liked Drinking Game Friday, so thanks for returning that. And what's not to love about TGI Hagman? I've adopted my own little 'is he or isn't he?' updates in my own life, and I'd like to think you inspired them.

Whitney said...

Everytime i see that Goddamned TGIFriday background i get the giggles in my office. God Bless Larry and you too megpie :)

Anonymous said...

So sad to see Chris leave.

Still on the fence about Queer Abby.

Anonymous said...

oh and meg! i saw a 2b1b sticker at Wonderland Ballroom last night and maybe squealed a littlecoughlot. i think the BF was embarrassed, but i don't care, i loved seeing that shit. it feels like a underground club or something! except everyone knows you now! except whatever, let me live out my fantasies!

--anon 1

Anonymous said...

i love queer abby! keep her around

agonzalez said...

queer abby rocked it today! and don't worry @dontgetsentimental, i read it the EXACT same way

Laylapalooza said...

I like Queer Abby! So does my ladyfriend! Please keep her around?

Anonymous said...

i think queer abby is using her authority as an advice columnist to seduce young lesbians.

right the fuck on.

Courtney said...

You should have your own website, where you can click on different features, like Queer Abby, Drinking Game Friday, and Recrapping, seperate from your everyday blog. It would be an amazing world of Meg!

maria said...

after the last Dr. Reuben post, it occurred to me to suggest that Woody Allen movie, because Gene Wilder seducing a goat = I die.

unrelatedly, I like how the first part of the post started as a list of reasons Alex eating the ice was disgusting but then just devolved into a list of shit you seemed to be thinking about at the time. loves it.

Julie said...

Can we have a Clueless drinking game Friday in memory of Brittany Murphy?

Jess said...

I loved QA sooooooo (kaasdkllkfjb! I cant even express it) much better this week!! Fuck yes.

Tulane Chris, Queer Abby (who I am now IN LOVE with) and Meg. Love.

I'm so excited I could pee. AND I think I did.

Beatrice said...

Sooo, I'll make a deal with you: I'll come to your bday shindig and bring some good-looking single guys if you come to MY birthday shindig in 2 weeks?

Really, I all I care about is you comingz to my birthday par-tay cuz I'd die a little inside if I actually got to meet you. You'd be like a celebrity guest because I forward this blog to literally everyone I know (I am NOT exaggerating about this).

Seriously. Let me know. It's gonna be a shit-show.

MoCo and Ocean City love!

<3, Bea

Katie said...

You should have a blog birthday party in additon to your real birthday party. I'm sure many readers would show up to get you shit-faced on their dime.

Anonymous said...

You totally just prevented me from responding to my douchey ex-bf's text message. Because of your wisdom i just literally said "Good Day to you" (out loud) deleted that mess as my coworkers continue to look at me like i'm a crazy person. Thanks for that.

I'm going to miss Co-Blogger Chris as much as I miss Kelly Cutrone and Andrew's fishnets. A LOT.

Jules said...

Knowing Bea personally, I can vouch for the hot guy friends of hers I've met, and having been to Jaeger Ball and snapped some pictures with Meg, I can attest to her coolness in the flesh.

Sounds like a win-win to me!

A. Rue said...

Co-Blogger Chris, good luck! Enjoy NoVa :)

Meg, your drunk posts always make me the happiest. Is it because I'm masochistic? Maybe. Is it because I love hilarity? Absolutely.

Sophia: Queer Abby and the commenters are absolutely right. Move on sweetheart. You can tell all you need to know about a guy's feelings for you by how much effort he puts in for you. And this guy isn't putting in shit except for when you threaten to leave. He's doing the bare minimum to make you stay.

BabyDyke (which, by the way, I love as a nickname... keep it, ok?): I'm in the same situation. No. Seriously. Down to the age. Only I'm bi, so I *really* can't meet girls online, because all proper lesbians flee like I just admitted to being a teabagger. Le sigh. It doesn't help that when I find a girl attractive, I lose all my confidence and pretty much turn into a stuttering mess, up to and including coughing water all down my front. Oh lord, I'm smooth. So what I'm trying to say is: good luck! I'm rooting for you.

Anonymous: I'm totally okay with Queer Abby seducing me. I give her two thumbs up.

Oh and... I totally missed DGF, shark or no shark!

Elisa said...

I'm totally with you, dontgetsenitmenal. I apparently need to have sex, stat. However, preferrably with spomeone who does want to be with me... ahh, fuck it.

-Passəngər- said...

YES YES YES to Julie about a Clueless drinking game! Plz Meg make this happen!

And thank gawd I was alone in my apartment when I hurtfully screamed a long and dramatic NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! (see http://www.nooooooooooooooo.com/ ) after reading that Chris quit. Can we please have a last good bye post by Chris?

And yet again, Meg, you've made my day. Great entry.

(And yes, I'm going to Bea's birthday and yes, she's like you're number one fan in the whole known universe. You truly are present in 97% of our conversations).

Love XOXO XD Hugsies 4Ever!

PS: Three Thumbs up for Queer Abby!

Anonymous said...

Two things:
I was enraged to physical malady at the "jay/kay" that got slipped in that post. I really really can not tolerate such nonsense. I will however forgive said writing-out-of-a-crappy-teen-aged-acronym because you were drunk, and I can relate. Dumb crap comes out of my mouth/keyboard all the time when the sauce has been involved. Just...please don't do it again.

Queer Abby was so much better! I think the truncated "here's how it is" approach she took this week was much better. I think also the drunkenness and the possibly lecherous attitude contributed substantially to how funny it was.

maggie said...

this was such an epic post!! i love it!
i also love queer abby! don't go!! i wish i had a question to ask but i'm in college and i feel like dating advice just isn't in my cards right now…it's more of a touch and go, get drunk, wake up, and pray the thing next to you isn't freddy kruger. although usually it's just a half-eaten gyro so, ya know, breakfast in bed…

Tiffany said...

Epic post today! Totally made my Friday 100% more bearable.

Also, now that we are back to DGF I will be sending you one my sister and I made shortly!

Marion said...

Meg-
A great way to clear your hiccups when your drunk is to chug a pack of sugar! I know it sounds random, but it TOTALLY WORKS!

Give it a try next time and I look forward to my accolades for your success!

Sarah P said...

It's weird reading your blog because I remember where I was a short 6 years ago at age 25, owner of a hand-me-down futon, a couch left by the previous apartment-dwellers, and a tv on a box I salvaged from the breakdown of an outdoor Shakespeare play.

There were lots of pitchers of margaritas and phone conversations about the good ol' drinking game days.

Now, I'm 31, married, with a mortgage and toddlers. I own some more furniture, purchased new. And I still consider myself an authority on Friday night partying. Even though? My plans for tonight include Domino's delivery, cuddles on the fold-out, bedtime, Medium and The Soup.

Know what else? I might have a glass and a half of wine, be wasted and pass out in my maternity underwear from three years ago.

This is your future, Meg.

And giving you that glimpse is my retaliation for your fear-mongering from yesterday.

Sarah P said...

Oh! And good luck, Chris! Pretty sure you're well on your way to upgrading from Ikea to Crate & Barrel. You're practically 30 already.

Laura said...

who didn't like queer abby? i loved queer abby and i hope she stays!

Stephanie said...

Fuck. Yes. Everything about this was totally excellent!!!!!! Queer Abby killed it this week as wellwith the half serious but half drunk joking advice. So fantastic. I want to print this out and put it on the fridge :)

wait. The part about Chris departing was not excellent. I love everything he writes!! But I like Tulane Chris too... So welcome TC!

Anonymous said...

" It's touch-and-go, to the save the least." to say the least?

is this a "an" joke or one of those all "intensive purposes" moment?

Bridget said...

NO! Don't stop it! So far, I thoroughly enjoy Queer Abby. This week was even better than last.

And as for Co-Blogger Chris, we'll miss you, man. If ever you come back to the south shore of Massachusetts and you want to get drunk and belligerent, holla at me.

Anonymous said...

baby dyke: come to she rex at chief ikes in adams morgan tonight. it will be like a pregame to the phase.

HoldJagerBall2010InBoston said...

Good luck, Co-Blogger Chris! I enjoyed your posts :) Welcome aboard, Tulane Chris and Queer Abby!

Steph said...

i saw a "don't tread on me" bumper sticker today and i squealed with delight, immediately thinking of my beloved 2b1b. thanks for another epic post!

EasyWayIn said...

Where did you find the movie?! I've had it on my queue since the fall and it just went from "Very long wait" to simply "Unavailable" on Netflix!

Laurie said...

Wow, packed post today! Sad that Co-blogger Chris is leaving! I liked Queer Abby, so I hope she stays. Glad to see the return of DGF too!!

Emily said...

I seriously get a little nervous every Friday, because now I am worried that Hagman actually might not be alive one of these times.

Please don't stop the updates. Your concern for his well-being is now my concern for his well-being.

Abbey said...

Epic post is epic.

Sad panda that Chris is leaving. Good luck with all your endeavors! I'm sure after co-blogging at 2b1b you are ready to conquer to world!

Queer Abby (while I still take issue with the spelling lol) was MUCH better this week. I did like the other input. Maybe Tulane Chris can add his $.02 in too. A cluster fuck of advice! Gold.

And never stop TGIHagman. I too am uncontrollably concerned about his well being now.

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