WHO CAN OUTDRINK JIMMY?!?!?!
So, yesterday, my parents left for their cruise to alaska without me, and i decided i'd throw a party at my house in the evening. chase, eric, and i got together two nights ago to decide what alcohol we needed and who to invite. we decided on bacardi 151, captain morgans, popov, seagrams, and jagermeister ($77 and change). we also went through a selection process to decide who would be worthy of attending this party. the theme of our party was "WHO CAN OUTDRINK JIMMY?!?!?!" because jimmy claimed that he could outdrink anyone... including terra, who's german, and an alcoholic goliath. we got chris lalande to buy for us and invited jimmy, terra, sara, lacy, annie, ben, meghan, marie, diane, tom, joel, ian, samantha, dave, spike, katie, etc. (a good turnout... none too many, none too few)
Of course things started off slowly. joel and his brother showed up first. i didn't really know what to do. i showed them my room and my new record that i got in the mail. i kept telling them how boring my house is... which is true. 10 minutes later, chase, eric, and chris showed up with the "krunkolene" and plastic cups (haha). i blocked off my family room and living room so people wouldn't break shit, although some people did wander in their occasionally. when annie showed up we went back into the kitchen and chase, eric, and i had our first drinks. they started off with screwdrivers, and i had my favorite (gin(x2) & tonic). chase tried some, and said that he liked the gin, but not the tonic. he finished his first drink and quickly moved on to the bacardi. he said that he couldn't taste it at first, but then he was having trouble drinking it as he got further into it. he said that he was already losing feeling in his extremities. i decided i'd have a bacardi & coke as well. i finished mine before chase, and i was feeling it. annie followed suit, and didn't even measure how much bacardi she put in her drink. let's just say after about 5 minutes we were in a happy place. i remember annie wandering into my living room and lying down on my couch and talking to me and lifting one of her legs up in the air as high as she could. we laughed at things that weren't funny (as most drunks do) and had two of the most shitfaced ear-to-ear smiles on our faces. by this time, more people had arrived, including ben and meghan. chase was beginning to get ridiculous, while eric still maintained composure. i had jager & coke and then a cranberry & popov, and i was done for the night. what's funny is that i hate black licorice (jager) and i hate cranberries... but at that point, it didn't even matter. you probably could've pissed in a cup, told me it was beer, and i would've drank it regardless(since that's what beer tastes like anyway, in my opinion).
At this point, i'm gone, annie's gone, eric's gone, meghan's gone, ben's almost gone, and chase is gone gone... nobody knew where he was. he was slumped over the upstairs toilet shivering. sara brought him a blanket and somebody checked on him every other minute (pretty much). terra, samantha, and marie arrived to a house full of lushes. marie and samantha didn't drink so much, but terra joined us in intoxication rather quickly. jimmy, spike, and dave showed up soon thereafter. terra made jimmy a drink, and spike and dave didn't have anything. 15 minutes later jimmy's praying to the porcelain gods. i think everybody outdrank jimmy. he was a lightweight... a sloppy, vomitting, apologetic, lightweight. at about one, people started slowly departing until there was only about seven of us left, and one was passed out next to the toilet upstairs, so six of us, joel, terra, samantha, marie, diane, tom, and i hit up zorba's. i ordered a hamburger and ate that thing in what seemed like less than a minute. i was sober after the burger. marie drove a couple of us back to my house and then her and terra left. i went upstairs and told chase he could sleep on my brother's bed. he took his time picking himself up off the floor, but finally made it to my brother's room. i put on some oldies, brushed my teeth, washed my face, and hit the hay. i woke up three hours later (6:40) and chase had already left. i walked the dog and spent all morning cleaning my house the best i could. it still smells in spots, but sara and lacy are coming over with some febreeze, so hopefully that'll take care of it. they're also bringing over a gluegun for me to use to glue my mom's knick knack back together (the one that terra broke when she was throwing up in my bathroom).
I want to thank everyone that came for coming and especially thank those that helped clean up and watch over the inebriated folk. what a night.
Of course things started off slowly. joel and his brother showed up first. i didn't really know what to do. i showed them my room and my new record that i got in the mail. i kept telling them how boring my house is... which is true. 10 minutes later, chase, eric, and chris showed up with the "krunkolene" and plastic cups (haha). i blocked off my family room and living room so people wouldn't break shit, although some people did wander in their occasionally. when annie showed up we went back into the kitchen and chase, eric, and i had our first drinks. they started off with screwdrivers, and i had my favorite (gin(x2) & tonic). chase tried some, and said that he liked the gin, but not the tonic. he finished his first drink and quickly moved on to the bacardi. he said that he couldn't taste it at first, but then he was having trouble drinking it as he got further into it. he said that he was already losing feeling in his extremities. i decided i'd have a bacardi & coke as well. i finished mine before chase, and i was feeling it. annie followed suit, and didn't even measure how much bacardi she put in her drink. let's just say after about 5 minutes we were in a happy place. i remember annie wandering into my living room and lying down on my couch and talking to me and lifting one of her legs up in the air as high as she could. we laughed at things that weren't funny (as most drunks do) and had two of the most shitfaced ear-to-ear smiles on our faces. by this time, more people had arrived, including ben and meghan. chase was beginning to get ridiculous, while eric still maintained composure. i had jager & coke and then a cranberry & popov, and i was done for the night. what's funny is that i hate black licorice (jager) and i hate cranberries... but at that point, it didn't even matter. you probably could've pissed in a cup, told me it was beer, and i would've drank it regardless(since that's what beer tastes like anyway, in my opinion).
At this point, i'm gone, annie's gone, eric's gone, meghan's gone, ben's almost gone, and chase is gone gone... nobody knew where he was. he was slumped over the upstairs toilet shivering. sara brought him a blanket and somebody checked on him every other minute (pretty much). terra, samantha, and marie arrived to a house full of lushes. marie and samantha didn't drink so much, but terra joined us in intoxication rather quickly. jimmy, spike, and dave showed up soon thereafter. terra made jimmy a drink, and spike and dave didn't have anything. 15 minutes later jimmy's praying to the porcelain gods. i think everybody outdrank jimmy. he was a lightweight... a sloppy, vomitting, apologetic, lightweight. at about one, people started slowly departing until there was only about seven of us left, and one was passed out next to the toilet upstairs, so six of us, joel, terra, samantha, marie, diane, tom, and i hit up zorba's. i ordered a hamburger and ate that thing in what seemed like less than a minute. i was sober after the burger. marie drove a couple of us back to my house and then her and terra left. i went upstairs and told chase he could sleep on my brother's bed. he took his time picking himself up off the floor, but finally made it to my brother's room. i put on some oldies, brushed my teeth, washed my face, and hit the hay. i woke up three hours later (6:40) and chase had already left. i walked the dog and spent all morning cleaning my house the best i could. it still smells in spots, but sara and lacy are coming over with some febreeze, so hopefully that'll take care of it. they're also bringing over a gluegun for me to use to glue my mom's knick knack back together (the one that terra broke when she was throwing up in my bathroom).
I want to thank everyone that came for coming and especially thank those that helped clean up and watch over the inebriated folk. what a night.