i swear to drunk im not god...
ok. WOW. so i come back to the mall with susan and theres my roommate, slumpped over the sink drunk. now this isn't haha funny drunk. this isnt billigerant racist jason drunk. this is "dave dave are you ok? can you hear me?" puke on the floor drunk. so susan leaves. and i take care of dave. mind you, they (the pi kappa alpha pledges) got back today from a 24 hour road trip, where no one slept. so dave barely wakes up when we try. nothing much happens. a group of his friends that are girls came by. got worried. really i think they were overly worried. hes fine, just really fucked up. so yeah. at one point towards the end of the night, he gets up (can barely stand) puts on his blazer and says "i need to pratice for my interview." seeing that he is about to fall over, i guide him back to his chair in front of the sink. later, he gets up again, and it looks like he is taking off his pants. makes sense, right? i thought he was going to go to bed and take of his pants... nothing unusual. does he take off his pants? no. what does he do? he turns to his chair and starts pissing on it. starts PISSING ON HIS CHAIR. so im like dave dave no no! and without even ackwnoledging me, he turns to the sink and starts pissing in that instead. o well i guess its better than his leather office chair. so, me being me, i snap a picture of him pissing in the sink from behind. and also one of his chair with the papers towels on it (to soak up the PISS.) then he climbed into bed. really amazed me actually. i didn't think he would be able to make it to the top bunk. so i sit here now. in a room that has been puked in and pissed in. mind you, i tried but i didn't/couldn't clean up all the puke. that will be dave's deal. o well. lol