Friday: Me = Mangled
Hey, Mel and Cake, remember when I drank 17oz of fireball at Cake's house the summer before last? Well on Friday I drank 18oz of fireball and two beers.
We were supposed to go to my roommate's concert but the bus didn't come to pick us up for some lame reason. At this point I decided to drink my face off. The plan was a success. I remember being in a coveniance store, Amber leading my by the hand to the bathroom in a bar, a scene on the street and throwing up (partially on my leg). Then I woke up in the morning on a couch.
Apparently I bought four cigars, smoked half a one (I can't find it) and ordered food (with a salad? I musta been REAL drunk), Angela repeatedly warned me not to fall asleep on my back (I said I'd remember... I don't), frolicked home and the girls that walked me home forced fed me water and I passed out. When I woke up I found my ibuprofen infront of me (score!)
That is definitly the second most drunk I've ever been. They thought I had a little alcohol poisoning. But I was up, showered, shaved, packed and out of the place by 10 am with very little hangover.
GUESS WHO'S GOING TO THE NIN SHOW ON NOVEMBER 10TH? ME! FUCKIN A!
(Mel, it's not imperative to understand my last post.)
We were supposed to go to my roommate's concert but the bus didn't come to pick us up for some lame reason. At this point I decided to drink my face off. The plan was a success. I remember being in a coveniance store, Amber leading my by the hand to the bathroom in a bar, a scene on the street and throwing up (partially on my leg). Then I woke up in the morning on a couch.
Apparently I bought four cigars, smoked half a one (I can't find it) and ordered food (with a salad? I musta been REAL drunk), Angela repeatedly warned me not to fall asleep on my back (I said I'd remember... I don't), frolicked home and the girls that walked me home forced fed me water and I passed out. When I woke up I found my ibuprofen infront of me (score!)
That is definitly the second most drunk I've ever been. They thought I had a little alcohol poisoning. But I was up, showered, shaved, packed and out of the place by 10 am with very little hangover.
GUESS WHO'S GOING TO THE NIN SHOW ON NOVEMBER 10TH? ME! FUCKIN A!
(Mel, it's not imperative to understand my last post.)