all hail to white russians (there is no reason for this madness)
there is no one in st. andrews. for most of the day, i have been completely alone in an eight person house. i have watched more tv then i previously thought possible. i have spent hours lying on my back. and not in the good way.
yesterday was the sex and the city/white russian marathon. however, my fellow compatriots either didn't have the stomach for more than three white russians or had to leave early to pack. subsequently, today i have a bastardload of kahlua, an asshumping mothercracker ton of vodka and not much milk. besides, i can't face another white russian night. too sweet and the little amount of alcohol only providing a buzz that quickly fades with any physical movement that leaves one with a quietly sick feeling in the pit of their stomach. yeah, no more white russians for me. if i have any more, i will officially be a russian.
here were some things i considered doing today:
*go to "hostel". yes, alone. i have never seen a movie alone and despite the stigma of loserdom that occupation is generally associated with, i've always respected people who do it. maybe not people who opt for it when there are much better things to do but hey, how else would clarence have met alabama? besides, seeing a horror movie alone might really be fun.
*bake whole wheat bread
*bake whole wheat oatmeal bread
*bake aunt matty's special molassess and honey "i love you" bread
*buy bread and eat it
*clean my room, the kitchen, do all that laundry i've been telling myself needs doing, sew on a few buttons that have come off my favorite jacket
*watch porn
*go for a walk
*go for a walk to the pier
*go for a walk to the pier and find the underagers and flirt with them till they give up some free alcohol
*go into town and buy alcohol
*do anything but drink another white russian
here are the things i HAVE done today:
*watch porn
*drink white russian
oh man i can't even watch the movies i recorded because there's some child lock on our tv we've never been able to figure out and so any movies above a pg rating are inaccessable until 9 pm. balls.
i mean, i haven't been molested ONCE since....oh god....saturday. i have needs.
yesterday was the sex and the city/white russian marathon. however, my fellow compatriots either didn't have the stomach for more than three white russians or had to leave early to pack. subsequently, today i have a bastardload of kahlua, an asshumping mothercracker ton of vodka and not much milk. besides, i can't face another white russian night. too sweet and the little amount of alcohol only providing a buzz that quickly fades with any physical movement that leaves one with a quietly sick feeling in the pit of their stomach. yeah, no more white russians for me. if i have any more, i will officially be a russian.
here were some things i considered doing today:
*go to "hostel". yes, alone. i have never seen a movie alone and despite the stigma of loserdom that occupation is generally associated with, i've always respected people who do it. maybe not people who opt for it when there are much better things to do but hey, how else would clarence have met alabama? besides, seeing a horror movie alone might really be fun.
*bake whole wheat bread
*bake whole wheat oatmeal bread
*bake aunt matty's special molassess and honey "i love you" bread
*buy bread and eat it
*clean my room, the kitchen, do all that laundry i've been telling myself needs doing, sew on a few buttons that have come off my favorite jacket
*watch porn
*go for a walk
*go for a walk to the pier
*go for a walk to the pier and find the underagers and flirt with them till they give up some free alcohol
*go into town and buy alcohol
*do anything but drink another white russian
here are the things i HAVE done today:
*watch porn
*drink white russian
oh man i can't even watch the movies i recorded because there's some child lock on our tv we've never been able to figure out and so any movies above a pg rating are inaccessable until 9 pm. balls.
i mean, i haven't been molested ONCE since....oh god....saturday. i have needs.