I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend...
yesterday was the big day. ye olde experiment. the one my lab partners (minus Aidan) and I have been working on for week. it went off without a hitch.
nevermind that our control group v. experimental group results are of no significance. i will find something to write my thesis about.
Chris and Pierre and i decided it was in our best interest to hit the campus pub at 11am. the sad part? we weren't the first ones there.
we proceeded to drink from 11am to 8pm. stopping only at 4pm to drunkenly stumble into our Research lecture, running into a stoned Andre (who, apparently, decided that sobriety was not in the cards for him either).
I don't remember anything from the lecture. Chris and I played tic-tac-toe and hangman the entire time. Pierre spent the entire time passing notes to random girls, asking them if they would marry him. Andre crawled under the chairs and ate Pierre's burrito (when he wasn't looking) before proceeding to stare blankly into space.
Pierre brought a pint of beer with him to lecture. and proceeded to drink it throughout class. classic.
I was too drunk to pick up Maki from BART, so Holly had to drive my jeep.. good times.
we made it over to Shannon (Irish Pub) after lecture, and proceeded to keep drinking. and drinking. dancing to johnny cash and singing to queen.
but not before racing down the streets, windows down, screaming "jumper" at the top of our lungs. by us i mean: Holly, drunken-Chris, Maki, and drunken-I.
those moments of happiness could not have come any sooner.
80 cent drinks and $2 cover on monday night. i have a feeling my alcoholic days are coming back.
nevermind that our control group v. experimental group results are of no significance. i will find something to write my thesis about.
Chris and Pierre and i decided it was in our best interest to hit the campus pub at 11am. the sad part? we weren't the first ones there.
we proceeded to drink from 11am to 8pm. stopping only at 4pm to drunkenly stumble into our Research lecture, running into a stoned Andre (who, apparently, decided that sobriety was not in the cards for him either).
I don't remember anything from the lecture. Chris and I played tic-tac-toe and hangman the entire time. Pierre spent the entire time passing notes to random girls, asking them if they would marry him. Andre crawled under the chairs and ate Pierre's burrito (when he wasn't looking) before proceeding to stare blankly into space.
Pierre brought a pint of beer with him to lecture. and proceeded to drink it throughout class. classic.
I was too drunk to pick up Maki from BART, so Holly had to drive my jeep.. good times.
we made it over to Shannon (Irish Pub) after lecture, and proceeded to keep drinking. and drinking. dancing to johnny cash and singing to queen.
but not before racing down the streets, windows down, screaming "jumper" at the top of our lungs. by us i mean: Holly, drunken-Chris, Maki, and drunken-I.
those moments of happiness could not have come any sooner.
80 cent drinks and $2 cover on monday night. i have a feeling my alcoholic days are coming back.