Bailey's from a shoe

Another story from this weekend...Saturday night, K and I went out.  Just a regular DT night in Athens.  We were both lookin' good if I say so myself.  We're out doing our thing, run into some ppl, meet some new ppl.  K lost her phone at one point even...but don't worry some chick found it and called practically everyone in her phone, even her boss, at like 1:00-1:30 in the morning.  So yea...then we headed to this new Irish pub off College Ave.  Pretty cool place...and in the spirit of the location....I order a Bailey's on ice.  

Ok...to get to the point already.  On Sunday...I was the worst, the worst, I have ever been.  Nauseous and dizzy all day...no lie.  I was on a couch watching Teevs pretty much the whole day.  Got quality time w/that...even found a new show I'm gonna watch, "Fringe" w/Joshua Jackson...comes on on Tuesday, I highly recommend it.  But yea...according to K...my downfall, and the reason I became so sick, was all due to the fact that I had a creamy drink...the Bailey's.  Whatevs.  So a tip for future reference...don't mix the types of drinks you have.  That'll do.

I just wanted to shop...

So, over the weekend I went to Kroger to get a few things w/a friend.  We're shopping over by the frozen/dairy aisle...when all of a sudden this chick walks up and starts talking to me, she's all nervous, fidgety, and having a hard time getting it out (That's what she said).  Apparently she had just finished praying w/a group of friends (literally...in the aisle) and God told her to come talk to me.  He told her to tell me that I'm beautiful and that she should invite me to a Mary-Kay party this coming Tuesday.  

Now I'm not in any way mocking or criticizing religion or praying...BUT...it was one of the weirdest experiences of my life.  And of course the friend I was with decided to conveniently leave right after the chick started talking and "get something", leaving me to fend for myself.