My name is Victor, and I'm an alcoholic!
Yes folks . . . my journal is back! After a short break, I'm back in full effect with such a great story you all will enjoy! So sit back, relax, grab a beer and read on . . .
Twas the night before closing . . .
So it began with an innocent dinner with my RA staff. Potlock style at my pimp palace and I pimp out no one. Since most of my staff is 21 we had said that we were going to break off our house after the dinner at my house. Towards the end of the dinner Chris, Ken and Matt left to hit up the packy and brought back a huge ass bottle of SKY Vodka, OJ and Cran juice. So we had the vodka and I brought out my handle of Seagrams (7&7's yum!). Fast forward a bit, a couple of other folks showed up - Ian & Cynthia and the little inpromptu fiesta at my house continued. We played some card game. I don't remember the name. I do remember that is was getting us all fucked up! We had to pass out sips to people or something like that. I know I got a lot of them. Little bastards! Around 11pm we were runnin love on Vodka and seagrams and decided it was time to hit up our house.
Most, if not all of us were pretty sauced up upon arrival. I went to the ATM to get cash and was hungry so I ran down the street to BHOP for a slice of pizza. Then made my entrance.
Oh, I almost forgot. We were drinking vodka and red bulls too. I swear that combo makes me fucking crazy. No more of that shit.
I don't really remember drinking very much at our house. I do remember walking into the wrong bathroom and talking to some woman who was like your in the wrong bathroom. To which I responded "Oh no honey, your in the wrong one". Nope . . . it was me who was in the wrong one. I think I become straight when I get really drunk. I mean I tend to make out with girls when I'm drunk and from what I hear I was talking about chics all night. So you know I'm really fucked up when this happens!
Ok. . . so I went to the bar I guess and ordered like shots and a few drinks. I most of got a good deal because I had like $10 out $20 left in my pocket when I got home. I tried to carry the 3 or 4 shots and 2 7&7's to the table but had a little accident. Opps! hehe
I think the shots put me over the edge. and the red bull. I'm blaming it all on the red bull. So it felt like I was at the bar for like 10 minutes when I guess we were there for like over an hour. I so don't remember. Anyways, I had to goto the bathroom. So I went and Ian had to go too. I'm standing in the stall, went pee and said to Ian . . ."Ian, between you and I .. ." and this other guy was in there and was like "and me .. " so I was like "and the other guy! . . . I think I'm going to be sick . . . " oh yeah - BAM! all over the toilet it went! Ok, if you know me well, you know that this never happens when I go out.
So I went to walk out of the bathroom and the manager/bouncer was there and he asked me to leave! HAHA! I got thrown out of our house! Thats a first!
So I guess I walked out, not before I walked into a bunch of tables. haha!
I waited outside and ken, Ian and Chris brought me home. Now from what I've been told, I got mad because I made scuff marks with my shoes on my kitchen floor. How fucking gay am I? Anyways, Ken and Ian were trying to send me to bed and wantedme to hand over my cell phone. Now, you all know . . . my cell phone is my baby. So they attacked me. Those breeders were trying to pick on an innocent homo! haha!
I ended up wrestling Ken and Ian, kicked my night stand across the room, and gave Ian alot of bruises I guess. (sorry Ian!) The homo was too much for them and I wore them down! I strong like bull! hehe Ok, just kidding because I guess they both pinned me down. Oh I ripped Ken's fleece by accident. Sorry Ken!
So eventually they left. I was still very bombed at this point. And you most of you know I still had my cell phone because you probably got a call! I know I called Mitch, Landon and my sister in law! Gotta love the dialed call feature on cell phones.
Ian set my alarm clock before he left I guess. When I went to bed, I tried to set it so I could make it to work on time. I fell asleep and got a call in the morning. I looked at my alarm clock and it said 1:30am. I was like oh I can keep sleeping. I then checked my cell phone and it was 8:30am. yes, I fucked up my alarm. So I drove out of bed. I think I was still drunk. Got in the shower and made in the office for 9am. Recovery was slow all day. I didn't have a hangover. Remember, I strong like bull.
Needless to say, I was embarrassed about my antics on Thursday night. I guess these nights happen to us all. I did have fun. My staff is great, we had a blast.
Btw folks, I heard from my bro the other day. He called and woke me up. I also got an email from him and a christmas card. Miss ya bro.
Ok people I'm done for today. Tonight is Sheryl's 30th b-day party. So I'll have more stories!
Merry Christmas to all of my fans!
Twas the night before closing . . .
So it began with an innocent dinner with my RA staff. Potlock style at my pimp palace and I pimp out no one. Since most of my staff is 21 we had said that we were going to break off our house after the dinner at my house. Towards the end of the dinner Chris, Ken and Matt left to hit up the packy and brought back a huge ass bottle of SKY Vodka, OJ and Cran juice. So we had the vodka and I brought out my handle of Seagrams (7&7's yum!). Fast forward a bit, a couple of other folks showed up - Ian & Cynthia and the little inpromptu fiesta at my house continued. We played some card game. I don't remember the name. I do remember that is was getting us all fucked up! We had to pass out sips to people or something like that. I know I got a lot of them. Little bastards! Around 11pm we were runnin love on Vodka and seagrams and decided it was time to hit up our house.
Most, if not all of us were pretty sauced up upon arrival. I went to the ATM to get cash and was hungry so I ran down the street to BHOP for a slice of pizza. Then made my entrance.
Oh, I almost forgot. We were drinking vodka and red bulls too. I swear that combo makes me fucking crazy. No more of that shit.
I don't really remember drinking very much at our house. I do remember walking into the wrong bathroom and talking to some woman who was like your in the wrong bathroom. To which I responded "Oh no honey, your in the wrong one". Nope . . . it was me who was in the wrong one. I think I become straight when I get really drunk. I mean I tend to make out with girls when I'm drunk and from what I hear I was talking about chics all night. So you know I'm really fucked up when this happens!
Ok. . . so I went to the bar I guess and ordered like shots and a few drinks. I most of got a good deal because I had like $10 out $20 left in my pocket when I got home. I tried to carry the 3 or 4 shots and 2 7&7's to the table but had a little accident. Opps! hehe
I think the shots put me over the edge. and the red bull. I'm blaming it all on the red bull. So it felt like I was at the bar for like 10 minutes when I guess we were there for like over an hour. I so don't remember. Anyways, I had to goto the bathroom. So I went and Ian had to go too. I'm standing in the stall, went pee and said to Ian . . ."Ian, between you and I .. ." and this other guy was in there and was like "and me .. " so I was like "and the other guy! . . . I think I'm going to be sick . . . " oh yeah - BAM! all over the toilet it went! Ok, if you know me well, you know that this never happens when I go out.
So I went to walk out of the bathroom and the manager/bouncer was there and he asked me to leave! HAHA! I got thrown out of our house! Thats a first!
So I guess I walked out, not before I walked into a bunch of tables. haha!
I waited outside and ken, Ian and Chris brought me home. Now from what I've been told, I got mad because I made scuff marks with my shoes on my kitchen floor. How fucking gay am I? Anyways, Ken and Ian were trying to send me to bed and wantedme to hand over my cell phone. Now, you all know . . . my cell phone is my baby. So they attacked me. Those breeders were trying to pick on an innocent homo! haha!
I ended up wrestling Ken and Ian, kicked my night stand across the room, and gave Ian alot of bruises I guess. (sorry Ian!) The homo was too much for them and I wore them down! I strong like bull! hehe Ok, just kidding because I guess they both pinned me down. Oh I ripped Ken's fleece by accident. Sorry Ken!
So eventually they left. I was still very bombed at this point. And you most of you know I still had my cell phone because you probably got a call! I know I called Mitch, Landon and my sister in law! Gotta love the dialed call feature on cell phones.
Ian set my alarm clock before he left I guess. When I went to bed, I tried to set it so I could make it to work on time. I fell asleep and got a call in the morning. I looked at my alarm clock and it said 1:30am. I was like oh I can keep sleeping. I then checked my cell phone and it was 8:30am. yes, I fucked up my alarm. So I drove out of bed. I think I was still drunk. Got in the shower and made in the office for 9am. Recovery was slow all day. I didn't have a hangover. Remember, I strong like bull.
Needless to say, I was embarrassed about my antics on Thursday night. I guess these nights happen to us all. I did have fun. My staff is great, we had a blast.
Btw folks, I heard from my bro the other day. He called and woke me up. I also got an email from him and a christmas card. Miss ya bro.
Ok people I'm done for today. Tonight is Sheryl's 30th b-day party. So I'll have more stories!
Merry Christmas to all of my fans!