One of my mottos as a full-fledged Glamourite girl is “If you’ve got nothing to do and nowhere to go, follow the free booze.” That’s exactly what I did last Thursday and to my surprise I found myself at an invite only Coors Light event.

Free Coors Light was what I heard but upon my arrival I found that “free” meant 3 per person and “Coors Light event” meant “Ludacris concert”. Needless to say I was more disappointed than excited. My spirits were lifted slightly when I entered the Hammerstein Ballroom and saw that Coors Light’s idea of “decor” was a handful of girls wearing the least amount of clothing possible, dancing their skinny booties off. I was tickled further when a shocking, violent, and possible dangerous spray of Nitrous Oxide shot into the crowd, forcing the thought of the rocky mountains into your mind. After chugging my third beer I was reminded of the disappointment I had arrived with. But then once again things quickly turned around. The rocky mountain tease was still on my tongue and if I was going to make it through a Ludacris concert I was going to need more beer. The five foot count down on the stage taunted me. I only had ten minutes to do something drastic. Prepared to admit defeat i headed towards the bar to actually buy a beer. Two steps away from the bar my friend Jerald came to me and asked the same thing I had been wondering “Where the hell is your beer at?!?” Slightly frustrated I yelled back “I ran out of drink tickets!” “Don’t worry, I got you!” said Jerald, pulling a handful of drink tickets out of his pocket and handing them to me. Just as I was double fisting my beer, the countdown hit zero - then went back up to an hour and a half?!? I was confused, drunk, and enraged! I was crunk-raged! Neither me nor my friends knew what to do with ourselves. So we finished what we came to do. We got drunk and left.

Stereo was destination number two. Though our first destination was a bust we were completely drunk and happy. We were hoping Stereo wouldn’t be as annoying as it always tends to be. Bust seemed to be the theme of the night because when we arrived at the club, nobody was being let in. It seems that the Health Department was inspecting the premises, most likely because Stereo is notorious for allowing indoor smoking of all sorts. Luckily the doors openned again and we got in before we passed out in line. To my personal delight, the club was completely empty! The downside (if you can call it that) was that we had too much alcohol and not enough people to drink it. The situation quickly turned into a trashed party of pouring liquor all over each other and getting hammered. Around 4am-ish I got in a cab and I think I got home safely… I even remembered to set my alarm for work 3 hours later.

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