hungover
this day is not good. in fact i dont think it could be any more stagnant. there is absolutely nothing happening here and all i have to do is sit on my ass, be hung over, and think. none of which i want to do. jeez, i dont even have the motivation to wash our nasty sinkful of dishes.
so lets do a recap of how i got this hungover. it all started after the basketball game when amanda and i decided it would be an injustice if the rest of the ice101 had to sit around waiting for another weekend to roll by. so we finished off the couple of shots left and made rumanddrpeppers to drink while we got ready. after a couple of 'beanassssss are you almost ready?' s from maggs we headed over to TAs house, ride courtesy of karols grandparents. it took about 10 minutes of looking for some clean cups to make drinks in before the need to clean overwhelmed me. next thing i knew i was standing over a sinkful of moldy blue cheese filled bowls. it was fine, we put a little dent in the cleaning and got some clean cups outta the deal. unfortunately that meant that i needed to catch up on my state of intoxication and proceeded to take more-than-one-mouthful shots. hmmm. we then went to the mecca of fredonia, of course im referring to sunnys here, where amanda and i had some one-fiddy-one. good story here... i decide that it would be really romantic if amanda just accidentally 'fell' into devin watkins on the dance floor. then they would meet eachothers eyes and immediately fall in love. riiiigght. well, because im such a great friend i give her a little push...sorry more like a tackle, in devins direction. besides almost falling on her ass, poor amanda falls into the asshole, is mortified and hates me. not that i wouldnt either. yikes. eventually 2 rolls around and we leave, run through the park to catch the bus, and get back to the dorms. in case you werent keeping track of the drinks, im feeling pretty good, in fact almost to the point of being really sick. after gulping down a bowl of easymac and running around being a loud asshole, i decide that i am sick and need to chill a while in the bathroom. there was also a nice talk with tim wilson in the bathroom somewhere in there and i remember passing out on deekys bed and then somehow ended up in pjs in my own bed.
which brings me to now, not quite 24 hours later, sick sick sick. my most favorite roomate isnt even here to talk to and everyone else is crabby and hungover too. after last night i think its time to chill on the alcohol. maybe stop with the ice and 151?
so lets do a recap of how i got this hungover. it all started after the basketball game when amanda and i decided it would be an injustice if the rest of the ice101 had to sit around waiting for another weekend to roll by. so we finished off the couple of shots left and made rumanddrpeppers to drink while we got ready. after a couple of 'beanassssss are you almost ready?' s from maggs we headed over to TAs house, ride courtesy of karols grandparents. it took about 10 minutes of looking for some clean cups to make drinks in before the need to clean overwhelmed me. next thing i knew i was standing over a sinkful of moldy blue cheese filled bowls. it was fine, we put a little dent in the cleaning and got some clean cups outta the deal. unfortunately that meant that i needed to catch up on my state of intoxication and proceeded to take more-than-one-mouthful shots. hmmm. we then went to the mecca of fredonia, of course im referring to sunnys here, where amanda and i had some one-fiddy-one. good story here... i decide that it would be really romantic if amanda just accidentally 'fell' into devin watkins on the dance floor. then they would meet eachothers eyes and immediately fall in love. riiiigght. well, because im such a great friend i give her a little push...sorry more like a tackle, in devins direction. besides almost falling on her ass, poor amanda falls into the asshole, is mortified and hates me. not that i wouldnt either. yikes. eventually 2 rolls around and we leave, run through the park to catch the bus, and get back to the dorms. in case you werent keeping track of the drinks, im feeling pretty good, in fact almost to the point of being really sick. after gulping down a bowl of easymac and running around being a loud asshole, i decide that i am sick and need to chill a while in the bathroom. there was also a nice talk with tim wilson in the bathroom somewhere in there and i remember passing out on deekys bed and then somehow ended up in pjs in my own bed.
which brings me to now, not quite 24 hours later, sick sick sick. my most favorite roomate isnt even here to talk to and everyone else is crabby and hungover too. after last night i think its time to chill on the alcohol. maybe stop with the ice and 151?