Friday, December 4, 2009

It's my party and I'll cry if I want to

We're leaving Philadelphia. That's old news. I'm a tad upset about it. You already know that too. But before we go, I want to drink myself stupid with you violate you in a crowded bar have three too many shots of Jager, pour a beer down someone's shirt, and cry myself to sleep see you one last time.

I've decided to have a party. Well, it's not really a "party," per se. Because I didn't really plan anything out or rent a room or try to negotiate drink specials or even tell them we're coming. I've been really busy lately, what with all the staring at all those empty boxes that need to be filled and thinking about what a pain in the ass moving all this cheap ass IKEA furniture is going to be and spending valuable time at work making witty Facebook invitations to fake parties.

So let me put it this way: B and I will be spending the evening of SATURDAY, DECEMBER 19 at NATIONAL MECHANICS at 22 SOUTH THIRD STREET, PHILADELPHIA from approximately 10 p.m. until 2 a.m. (or until I get kicked out). AND YOU SHOULD TOO. If you're our friend, colleague, blogger buddy, or Twitter pal, we demand a goodbye hug.

Let's do this thing, eh? What's the worst that could happen?

A lot. I'm sorry, I have a foggy definition of "personal boundaries" and poor, at best, grasp of the concept of "limits." Did I ever tell you about the time biffle Michael and I went out "for a drink" and four hours later found ourselves taking shots at an NAACP reception and promising our new friends that we would DEFINITELY be joining them on their church group's upcoming spring cruise? I'm not making any promises, but who knows where this night could take us.

Mmmokay then, let's review.

Saturday, December 19
10:00 p.m. - 2 a.m.
National Mechanics
22 South 3rd St.

Only you can make my dreams come true. I'll see you there.


Shelley Greenberg said...

Aiyeeee this looks awesome. Wish I could go but I'm on the other end of this operation, aka THE WELCOME PARTY!!! Let's make it happen.

Hippo Brigade said...

If my due date wasn't the 19th, and I didn't live in stupid california, I'd totally pour beer down people's shirts with you and then cry with you.
Because that sounds like more fun than labor anyways.

rory said...

Sounds like a blast.
Wheres Philadelphia?

Deidre said...

I totally want to be there. that sounds like fun and half! (Fun and a HALF I say).

Too bad I live below the border.

Heather Nicole said...

Hey Bridget, there is an award for you over at my blog :-)


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