Huevos Rancheros y Horchata Por Favor

I shouldnt be allowed to drink whisky anymore. It leads to bad ideas and forgetting big parts of the night. Or maybe it was the three long island Ice tea's that lead to the forgetting things, or maybe the weed I smoked.... but anyway, the point is, I dont remember HUGE chunks of last Friday night. Here's what I think happened though..

The first part is pretty clear, actually I remember it perfectly. I got out of work at 10:30, and found Alex sitting on a bench in the mall outside the store. At first I thought he was waiting for me to walk to the bus, cause we take the same one home and the closest stop is about 6 blocks away. It turned out he was waiting for a couple other people to finish closing to get a ride to Skylark. I asked If I might be able to get a ride too, cause my plans involved being a loser and going home to do nothing, and he thought there would be. So we squeeze into Sarah's car with Edith and another kid whos name I dont remember, and go to the bar.

It was fucking packed in there. I got a beer, the worst PBR ever (I know what your thinking, PBR always sucks so why am i complaining about it, but it was seriously way worse than normal, and I kinda like PBR when its good). We found Joe who was already drunk, his roommate bought me another beer, then Edith comes by with her Long Island. She told me they were only $5 and super strong, so Im like, fuck that beer before liquour bullshit, Im drinking Long Islands the rest of the night. And I had three of them. Eventually Todd showed up from who the fuck knows where, and the bar closed, and I left with Joe and his roommate, I dont remember his name so we'll call him Bob. Joe and Bob live a couple blocks from me so I asked them to make sure I was with them when they left so I could walk home with them. I we start walking down Cermak, when Todd catches up asking if were going to the party. Bob goes home, but Joe and I are like Sure, why not?

So we find this girl Courtney's place and go to her party. As soon as I got into the Kitchen some other co-worker hands me a bottle of whisky and I take a shot. This is where things start getting jumpy. I think I took two more, and so did Todd. Then we go to the back where people are sitting around a dining room table smoking weed. I took a couple hits and said "hi" to the adorable Dominique.

And then Im outside, standing on the sidewalk with Joe and Todd. And Courtney is standing on the steps in the doorway asking Joe why he punched some kid.
"Your bigger than him Joe, What the fuck? He's just a kid, your a grown man, why'd you have to hit him like that?"
I found out later that it was all because Joe wanted a beer from the kid.

Jump to some Mexican restraunt in Pilsen, where Im sitting across from Todd, Ordering Huevos Rancheros and a Horchata. I briefly remembering eating them, and Todd telling me that he went to Culinary School at Kendall College.

I dont remember leaving, or walking anywhere, but Im at Todds apartment. He's showing me his broken bike frame, and two bikes, and we smoke another bowl while I pet his cats before I go to sleep on his couch and pass out.

I wake up around 1pm the next day, and decide to just go home cause I feel all awkward because I dont remember how I ended up there. He gets up, helps me find my hoodie (in the opposite corner from the rest of my stuff?) and asked me if I know where I am.
"Ummm, no." I say, slightly embarrased.

I was at 18th and Ashland, and walked home in the snow trying to fill in the blank parts from the night, and deciding that Whisky and weed probably dont go well together.