"why would someone take a dump in the middle of the parking lot?"
This weekend was pretty damn fun. Good times were had by all, and through a few lost items, and a few minor setbacks, and a lot of alcohol, I managed to be able to drive home Sunday morning without a wicked hangover.
Friday me-n-rem got up there about 5:30, and went over to Matts, and then to Hannahs for dinner. Food was good, and Jordan's boyfriend was being a limp dick. After dinner, I was introduced to "beer die". It is glorious and I think it should be added to the repotoire here at MSU. We then went to The Cabin, and the rest of the night gets a little fuzzy. I know I had a few caucasians and a huge Long Island...
but I don't remember dancing barely remember much of my convo with gluthdotcom, and then to top it all off, I'm 95% sure my phone was dropped into the toilet full of urine.
and I do remember buying a drink for UR (that's Underage Remy), singing in the microphone when the dude was singing a chorus of some song, and getting beer spilled on me by gluthdotcom. Worst part about that one is that I got Coors Light spilled on me...(for example of Craig's distaste for Coors Light, see journal entry "Coors Light=Gay, Coors=Not so Gay")
Since the LIIT was my last drink of the night, I basically went to bed with half alcohol-half blood in my bloodstream, and pretty much woke up the next day the same. I almost puked on Remy that morning, then had a beer.
Went to tailgate and my stomach churned for about an hour and a half. Remy got shit-housed wasted, and I got reasonably drunk. Lauren dropped an empty bottle of Southern Comfort on the ground, and kicked glass with her bare toes. Guys carried purses, hoodies were lost, meat was thrown...yeah everything after that was a blur...
woke up and cleaned the meat off of a car, and went to lauren and pats...lauren spilled a drink everywhere and then we went to la senoritas, where Rem was inducted into the clan officially by playful tormenting.
played some beer pong, and then hit the sack, word up. It still smelled like meat in the morning, but I'm over it because it has rained since then. anyways Krispy Kreme was good, and the weekend with Remy and most of my closest friends was even better. good times had by all, except Henry, who seemed quite bored at tailgate when I sat and chatted with him.
Friday me-n-rem got up there about 5:30, and went over to Matts, and then to Hannahs for dinner. Food was good, and Jordan's boyfriend was being a limp dick. After dinner, I was introduced to "beer die". It is glorious and I think it should be added to the repotoire here at MSU. We then went to The Cabin, and the rest of the night gets a little fuzzy. I know I had a few caucasians and a huge Long Island...
but I don't remember dancing barely remember much of my convo with gluthdotcom, and then to top it all off, I'm 95% sure my phone was dropped into the toilet full of urine.
and I do remember buying a drink for UR (that's Underage Remy), singing in the microphone when the dude was singing a chorus of some song, and getting beer spilled on me by gluthdotcom. Worst part about that one is that I got Coors Light spilled on me...(for example of Craig's distaste for Coors Light, see journal entry "Coors Light=Gay, Coors=Not so Gay")
Since the LIIT was my last drink of the night, I basically went to bed with half alcohol-half blood in my bloodstream, and pretty much woke up the next day the same. I almost puked on Remy that morning, then had a beer.
Went to tailgate and my stomach churned for about an hour and a half. Remy got shit-housed wasted, and I got reasonably drunk. Lauren dropped an empty bottle of Southern Comfort on the ground, and kicked glass with her bare toes. Guys carried purses, hoodies were lost, meat was thrown...yeah everything after that was a blur...
woke up and cleaned the meat off of a car, and went to lauren and pats...lauren spilled a drink everywhere and then we went to la senoritas, where Rem was inducted into the clan officially by playful tormenting.
played some beer pong, and then hit the sack, word up. It still smelled like meat in the morning, but I'm over it because it has rained since then. anyways Krispy Kreme was good, and the weekend with Remy and most of my closest friends was even better. good times had by all, except Henry, who seemed quite bored at tailgate when I sat and chatted with him.