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Before I can talk about the fun festivities that was Saturday night, I first must rewind the clock and share the dirt on Friday night at Club Venu. The reason I couldn’t divulge anything yesterday was because I had one of those all-day hangovers and pretty much stayed in bed until 8PM at night when I finally got up to do my “morning cardio” even though it was already well into the evening.

The night started off with Mr. Justice and I jumping in a cab only to have another cab try to box us out and not let us move. It was some weird ass shit and we still don’t know why it happened. Brandon & I were wicked close to getting out and throwing down with the crazy ass cabbie. Eventually our driver was able to get past the crazy cabbie and took us over to Venu. We couldn’t get in at first because the place apparently wasn’t open yet at 10PM so we just walked around a bit and eventually hit up some bar for some drinks before heading back to Venu a little closer to 11.

It was pretty empty when we first got in but once it started filling up I realized that I absolutely loved the place despite the over-priced drinks and wannabe New York style. The girls were all wicked hot. Seriously, the ugliest bitch in the joint was hotter than anyone that you’d see on America’s Next Top Model (although that’s not really saying much now that I think of it).

What sucked was that I was starting to get mad because our boy Harris, who we were supposed to meet there, hadn’t shown up and stopped returning the texts and calls. And when I get mad I tend to drink too much and as a result I started throwing down glasses of Patron on the rocks like nobody’s business. Eventually I realized that I was being a “Kim” and didn’t want to bring the party down so I decided I’d be a good wing and went and grabbed this “dime”, who happened to be from Mexico, and told her to talk to Brandon while I tried and occupy her ugly friends (they were only 9s).

It was right in the middle of talking to these two girls that I realized for the first time what my boys have been telling me forever — that you can’t properly game if you’re too drunk. Not sure why it finally hit me, but I actually noticed that I was slurring too much and realized that my wit and sense of humor just wasn’t there. I wasn’t able to hold the attention of the two girls, but thankfully when they left they didn’t steal their friend away from Brandon.

I don’t really remember all that much after that, except that there were plenty more insanely hot girls and I allegedly fell down a few times outside. I guess the dirt that was covering my jacket and the fact that I have a six inch cut on my leg kind of proves that it really did happen. But unless I actually remember it, everything’s just an alleged incident as far as I’m concerned. Anyway, it was a fun night despite my over-drinking and we will definitely be hitting up Venu again.