Epic

It started with a typical Thursday morning. Up @ 6, as per usch (I'm hip. Its short for usual.) Ran 6 miles. Did some weight training. Went to work. Shift starts @ 2p. Did my job. Made some old people laugh. Farted. Blamed on that old guy. Ends @ 10p. the next nurse doesn't show up. Why? Maybe its cuz she wasn't supposed to be on. The other nurse on the unit is like "bye!" Leaving me holding the bag. Weak. Worked the next shift. Stayed up all night running around making sure old people didn't die. Or fall out of bed. Laughed a lot with my coworkers. Weird crew @ night. But funny as hell. Drove home at sunrise. Its been a while since I did that. Brings back memories coming home from nyc after an awesome night partying with the young and the beautiful. Sigh.

All day Friday was spent falling in and out of sleep like "what day is it!? Where am I!?" I hate doing those overnight doubles.  roommate says let's go! Get dressed. Get in the car. Where we going? Party! College masquerade party in boulder. Crazy good time. Apparently I wore a luchadore mask. Did the electric slide. Climbed on a roof. Had a powoww with some cool people up there. Went home. Passed out.

Got up Saturday. Tired. Maybe too tired. Worried I wouldn't be able to hang. Packed my bike up in the car and drove to downtown to hang with my friend. You know, the chick I've been hanging with. Like a lot. Met up. Hopped on our bikes. Cruised around downtown. Got to the zombie crawl. Ran into 2 of my coworkers. Weird. Had a late lunch on a patio on the 16th street mall. That's where the zombie crawl took place. Saw some crazy stuff. Souped up hearses with the 50 caliber guns atop the roof. Survivors with children. The children had bloody swords. Pregnant zombies with zombie babies reaching out from the womb. Drank some beers. Saw a smoker zombie that I told how ordinarily smoking is bad, but since she's already dead... Rode to see the occupydenver movement. Went back to her place to change and then for some more beers across the street at the denver beer co. Played some board games with new friends and a vince vaughn zombie lookalike. Watched the friend diffuse a situation involving a drunk dude who lost his dog. Took off my jacket just in case I needed to jump over the fence with a flying sidekick into the drunk dudes neck. But I didn't have to. Then we booked it to comedy works where I was called out as the crazy asian guy. Then the mc shortened it to crasian. It was cool. Saw a funny ass midget comic who gave our other friend a lapdance on stage.

The night ended as it usually do. Up late talking, passing out.

Sunday was lazy. Chill. Awesome.

On the scale of good to awesome, the weekend was epic.