still spicy

There were 5 of us in college that ran around together. (Hard to believe it was ~13 years ago?!?) It just so happened that there were also 5 Spice Girls. They weren't even popular I don't think, but somehow we decided that we could dress up as them for halloween one year. (Wish I had a picture handy but I don't. I had to be "Scary." Don't ask.) Fast forward....

Almost exactly 4 years ago, this was the "blog" that I posted to myspace:

We are having a "girl's weekend" this weekend. There was a group of 5 girls when I was in college -- me, Baby, Sporty, Ginger and Posh.* We all worked at a bar together and became really good friends, blah blah blah. Well, we are reuniting this weekend for the first time in like 3 years. (except for Posh, she moved.) I was reminded of many things I said and did that I had blocked from my mind. Things that you have probably read about somewhere before and thought to yourself, "Nobody really does that." Just remember, you think you know me, but you have no idea. These girls could blackmail me like there is no tomorrow. Jeez. I had a blast back then, but I'm really glad that time of my life is over. Anyway, Baby just got cut off at Trudy's. She only had 7 beers. Is that a lot? I didn't think it was, but whatever. Okay, I should go to bed so that I can be prepared for the big night downtown tomorrow. If you see us coming your way, HIDE. We get mean when we drink. (Don't worry, we won't be driving.)

I posted that at 1:30 in the morning, obviously after a few mexican martinis. 2 days later, I posted this one:

You might be wondering..."How is it that Rachel is posting a blog at 12:45 on a Monday afternoon? We all know that myspace is not allowed at school." Well, I had to come home and get my insurance card because I have a doctor's appt at 2:00. I managed to twist/tear/break my knee this weekend. I have no idea how - let's just say that it happened on 6th street at around 1:45am. It is swollen - like twice the size of my other knee, and I can't bend it. The athletic trainer at school just thought I should get it looked at to be on the safe side. Hopefully it is just sprained or something.

However, this weekend was SOOOOO fun. I haven't been around all of those girls at the same time for over 3 years, so needless to say - things got a little crazy. I will post some pictures. But probably not the ones that fall in any of the following categories:

1. Getting kicked out of the bar 2. Throwing up on 6th street 3. Busting into tears every 5 minutes because "I broke my knee!" 4. Taking jagerbombs 5. Drinking captain and diet like they are dr. pepper shootouts 6. Making out with random guys 7. Passing out on 6th street 8. Passing out in the front yard

Not ALL of those things happened to me personally, but they all happened to at least one person in our group. (Any guesses which ones I can claim?)

Well, here we are, 4 years later.... doing it again. I think we've all calmed down a bit, which is good. But just in case, I'll warn you once again... if you see us coming your way, HIDE. ;)

(In case you're wondering, I dislocated my kneecap and it took about 6 weeks to heal.)

*Names changed to protect privacy