I got to combine 2 of my favorite things this weekend. That would be wild animals and shaved ice. On Friday, I headed to the zoo with one of my guy friends for some charity event that turned out to be super cool. This was an adults-only party with tons of food and drink vendors ranging from high end restaurants to food trucks. What’s cooler than being able to walk around the zoo at night having a beer and looking at flamingos. We made bad food decisions, eating everything in sight when we first got there, not realizing that the best food was at the back of the zoo. The highlight was the hawaiian shaved ice truck where you could make your own. This is literally my favorite treat, so I was super pumped. Something about shaved ice reminds me of being a kid and having no problems in sight, so I guess it’s just a symbol of my life before it got all real and adult.
I am still slightly mortified about that whole wrestling debacle. (Watch it here) Not only am I covered in bruises and scratches, but I have a feeling that video will be how people always remember me. Lesson here is to not say you will do things which you don’t intend to follow through with and also to not wear metallic leotards in public, because they aren’t all that flattering. I think I look and acted a little to beastly and to not get the shoes on top of that really makes that whole thing a lose lose situation. I can’t even wear my flip flops because of my stupid broken toe. Hopefully I at least brought the intimidation factor. I am honestly really excited for Noelle to have won because she wants wedding shoes and I have no real reasons to need to Louboutin’s other than the fact that I love them. At least that will be the first and the last time anything like that will ever happen.
I have not been sleeping well at all. I actually haven’t been sleeping at all period. Perhaps about an hour a night since the week leading up to my LA trip. I got a ton of Lunesta samples, so on Friday when I got home from the zoo party, I decided to take one and finally get a seriously good night’s sleep. Well, what a trip this medicine was. I used to take ambien occasionally, but this stuff was so much stronger. Within 4 minutes of taking one, I was on my roommate’s bed saying things that don’t make any sense and then she told me I probably needed to go to bed. I think I bumped into every single wall on the way into my room. The biggest problem with this stuff is the taste. When it starts to kick in and for about 24 hours on, I had the worst taste in my mouth. It honestly felt like I was dying from the inside out. I woke up in the morning with my laptop on my lap, open and dead. I thought, “Oh no”, what have I been doing all night. Obviously I tweeted about it and got some seriously funny responses. Apparently, lots of people have sleeping pill stories. The best was definitely the guy who asked if maybe I had accidentally taken bath salts and the bad taste was a homeless guys face. Tacky, yes, but funny also.