The Saga Continues

So to start off I'm just gonna say that this blog doesnt go into great details & individual storys of the Blanche time....let's just say that is a story in itself....

More so this is a blog consisting of how I went from a fuzzy 0 to a Gwenny hero...

With that said I will continue......

So I liked the nightlife for the fact that I LOVED to socialize I couldnt stand to be alone when I knew there was someone out there who would go for a brew & shoot the poo for a few hours....

I lived my weekends overly excited for wondering were I would be at 2 a.m....
There were a few places you could find all of us....

1. A dimmly lit pizza place

2. A cab waiting in the drive thru for the worse mexican food & a delicious rice water

3. After ransacking a bartender at close to somehow sell us a box of beer you could find a great amount of people seated around the marble island of apt#101 in the rumley lofts.

Its there that I met my 2 best friends....people ill never forget & people who you could not talk to for weeks but when you do you pick right back up where you left off.

We spoke about future trips...we played mulitple games of hang man on the giant white board & there were countless dart tourneys.

Life was great & when you were having a fun night it didnt end until you were walking around the farmers market with a brew, the same clothes from the previous night & a pair of sunglasses....hadn't slept & wanting a burrito before you hit the hay for a few hours.
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Back to meeting my 2 bestys....lets consider them no hair but cares & NBD...

No Hair was passed out in a booth but woke up long enough to state his name & that he enjoyed motorcyles & my shoes....

Zombie Prom.......never have I EVER ate so many
Twinkies! #ThanksObama

NBD some how adopted me to be his daughter to look out for me. That storys a little blurry, but they were the 2 that I could call on no matter what....give me a safe place to crash & visit me in the hospital when the story of Blanche was coming to an end. Theyre the ride or dies....

They also are the 2, for the first few months to a year, believed my real name was Blanche.

NBD will soon be telling the same story & No Hair is the non biological godfather of Gwen...not like really but like the type that wears suits & gold rings & leave horse heads in your bed.

Seemed legit.

To them I dedicate my fun times & apologize for the times that I gave them no choice to not celebrate half birthdays or Tuesday happy hours or to drink to the fact that I looked good in my license picture after getting it back.