TEAMMATES ARE BAD FOR YOUR HEALTH

Last week I told you how Roommates were Bad for your Health...

Well TODAY let me tell you how Teammates are Bad for your Health:

Saturday/Sunday the Baltimore rugby teams hosted the annual Rites of Spring rugby tournament.
Saturday night the majority of the participants of the tournament turned out for the most INTENSE and AMAZING social of my life!

Let me just give you a rundown...
I'm just going to give you words and not sentences, just because the vague-ness is just about as HILARIOUS as the actual full blown story of the evening.

Without further ado (and in somewhat of a logical and chronological order):

rugby, sun, sweat, bruises, more rugby, more sweat, tears, and BIG BRUISES, laughter, prom dresses, skanky dresses, cop cars, text messages, MOBD, Brawl-timore, rugby men, sexy bartenders, tequila, SEQUIN JACKET, National Boh, Dancing, Ray-Bans, Philly, shots, FREE ALCOHOL, Pumpkin, tequila + hot sauce = YUMMY!, Four Horsemen (followed by intentional vomit), MORE FREE ALCOHOL, a sombrero, more dancing, glow sticks, sweat pants, even more dancing, DFMO, sneaking into other bars, free beer, silent conversations, crazy glasses, more shots, another free beer, DANCING!, last call, sole survivors, taxi cabs, AMAZING, BEST SOCIAL EVER!

And just because I love you and because the sequin jacket picture is the greatest thing next to sliced bread...

I'll leave you with pictures of the entire evening:

The dress that started the evening

(well two dresses... I had to layer, the top dress was WAYYYY too short!)

dress from JC Penny--Bisou Bisou

LBJ // Jazz // Donkey

 K & Wheeler // Milwaukee // Jackie 

Donkey, K, Chuck (uummm, ME duh!), Milwaukee, and Jackie

 The Majority of the LineUp of my teammates that social-d

Me, Jackie, Stitch, Donkey, JBL, Nash, Lyndsay, Liz, and Jazz

THE SEQUIN JACKET!!
(I tried SOOO hard to steal this from the Philly women's team)

Crazy Glasses, taken from some drunk rugger :) 

And a teammates hand in my face

LOL

Happy 2nd Week of May!

oh, and Drink Responsibly,

or not at all--I respect that too

and you can still have fun SANS alcohol :)

TEQUILA, MI AMOR

My night went a little something like this:

I bought a bottle of tequila...
said bottle fell out of the bottom of the bag at my front door...
shards from said--now broken--bottle cut my thumb...
I drove back to the liquor store, with my bloody thumb and the damn woman, damn near, didn't give me a new bottle.
Hello! I worked in a liquor store for 3 years lady... it takes all of a phone call to get you a new bottle... FOR FREE.
Quit being a meanie.

So I got my bottle of tequila, headed home, and proceeded to do this:

 

and drink about half of the bottle...

With Lucky's help of course.

We did a shot...

I laughed mid-shot and tequila went up my nose and on the floor...

the dogs licked up my mess--I think they liked it :)

We did a re-take on the shot...

with much success.

I then proceeded to drunk dial a McLovin' (twice) and accidentally drunk dialed Melissa (when I tossed my cell on my bed)...

Following my accidental dial I officially drunk dialed Melissa back (much to my lols) to tell her that I accidentally drunk dialed her--from what I remember of my on purpose drunk dial I think Melissa was lol-ing with me.

She's such a good friend. 

I woke up at 7 this morning,

Sans-hangover (Hooray!!!)

Facebook-ed my love for Tequila:

And then spent the rest of the morning cleaning up our dishes from dinner and margaritas.

Oh, and I wasted a few hours wrapping gifts and playing Angry Birds.

Then I did a happy dance when I was able to log onto the internet (for the first time in almost a week).

Yay Blog!