explosive rats!

last night was the strangest night here. i drank my normal amount of booze (which is far more than any normal human being), and i was doing my talky mctalkerson bit. however, everything i was saying was completely stupid and awkward. we've all had those moments, and last night was mine. i couldn't believe what was coming out of my mouth. i went from person to person with no actual conversation, and basically pointing to the drink in my hand as if to say, 'this is why.' by the time we left the bar (around 2:30), i felt like a complete idiot.

brett and i went down to wait for the E train. here's the thing about that effing train - it comes every 30 minutes. we got down to the station around 2:36 (even when i'm drunk i'm OCD about time). we had just missed it. so finally, around 3:09 the next train comes rolling into the station. the good thing about this, however, is i was very entertained by these two german dudes hitting on chicks. one of their shirts said "pretty fucking vacant" and three sets of eyes with those three different expressions on it. the other one said something about "too hot" or something. i'm sure brett remembers. that shirt disgusted us both. i kind of liked the other one.

anyway, the train comes, and we begin our way. brett and i have a lengthy conversation about how fucking dumb i am, and we finally reach astoria. three stops away. and then something explodes on the track, and the train fills with smoke. the driver comes over the speaker and yells, "all passengers please make your way to the back of the train." brett and i were in the front of the train. i was FREAKING out, for multiple reasons. i think the driver had hoped that we were far enough back for the tail end of the train to be at the previous station, which was 23rd st and ely. we weren't. so we sat there for about 15 minutes, while he kept coming through. the train's power was turned off, and we heard sirens. then we powered back up and moved again. we FINALLY got to our stop (around 4) and we were walking up the stairs. i saw a rat, and being still drunk, instead of screaming, i jumped beside it and started yelling "hey rat!" the rat then ran over brett's feet. he squealed (i would have too), and i laughed.

xoxo

ps-have you seen 'man band' yet? brett and i now dvr it and watch it together. it's probably the funniest show in the world. it's a dude from color me bad, a dude from LFO, the only one that was not a lachey in 98 degrees, and chris kirkpatrick from 'nsync. they are all in their 30s and trying to be successful again. it's hilarity. oh, and their band name is 'sure shot.'