I'm soooo drink...
So, I got drunk for the first time ever. On mead.
Myself and three friends had been hanging out, first at a drawing-club session that kinda petered out early. The girl of the group was still wanting to do something, so we wandered up to the elementary school near where the other two guys live just up the street from Kendall, and we went swinging. (On the swingsets.)
So, we were swinging, and talking, just hanging out basically, and one of the two guys said we should go get some mead. Half as a joke, but by the time we'd gotten done with the swings, we were kinda jived up about it. So we all piled into my car, and hunted across two Meijers to find it. (the first had the entire beverage section blocked off because they were cleaning the floors.) So we rand across town to another Meijer, and picked up some mead.
Four bottles. (The girl was buying, so it became a 'eh, whatever' moment. One of the guys had bought pizza for the drawing group, and I was paying via gas in the drive. I thought I'd have a bit and then take the rest home to try again later.)
We each killed a wine-sized bottle.
I, being the 360lb lightweight that I am, was a little tipsy. Jesse, the guy who suggested it, who weighs around 200-250, was also doing pretty well. We were all slurring speech. Michael, his roommate, who weighs a bit less, was stumbling over everything for a good 2 hours, repeating "I'm okay" every time, and insisting he was not nearly as drink as he obviously was.
But Alyshia, the girl who originally wanted to go swinging, and probably weighs all of 120, was completely smashed before 1/3 of her bottle had even gone down. (The guys' other roommate lowered her bottle by a couple inches just to keep her from overdoing it. He was an experienced drinker, and barely felt a thing.)
So we watched Laser Cats, parts I, II, and III, as well as Old Greg (apparently a segment from the Mighty Boosh), and finished it off, after the bottles were dry, with the Princess Bride. (We were all kind of talking and ignoring the movie, except where she would randomly pop up with lines from the movie at the wrong spot.) Mostly it was laughing a each other in how we were all affected by it. Honestly we all were acting kind of silly before on the swings, so laughing at ourselves drunk was sort of a given.
I believe she spent the night on the couch. I dried out with some water during the movie, but got home around 4. (I was offered a couch, but I was really just a little headache-y at the end. I wouldn't want to have run up against a cop that night, but I drove straight to McDonalds to put some food on it, which likely helped.)
And Now I just realized I left the bottle, which I intend to keep as a trophy, over at their apartment. I plan to recover it later tonight. (I'm curious to find out if they'll show up for the late-afternoon class we have. The two guys were already saying that they were planning on skipping the noon class...)
We all said we've never been that drink before in our lives, and likely will never be that much again. 'Twas fun tho.
Myself and three friends had been hanging out, first at a drawing-club session that kinda petered out early. The girl of the group was still wanting to do something, so we wandered up to the elementary school near where the other two guys live just up the street from Kendall, and we went swinging. (On the swingsets.)
So, we were swinging, and talking, just hanging out basically, and one of the two guys said we should go get some mead. Half as a joke, but by the time we'd gotten done with the swings, we were kinda jived up about it. So we all piled into my car, and hunted across two Meijers to find it. (the first had the entire beverage section blocked off because they were cleaning the floors.) So we rand across town to another Meijer, and picked up some mead.
Four bottles. (The girl was buying, so it became a 'eh, whatever' moment. One of the guys had bought pizza for the drawing group, and I was paying via gas in the drive. I thought I'd have a bit and then take the rest home to try again later.)
We each killed a wine-sized bottle.
I, being the 360lb lightweight that I am, was a little tipsy. Jesse, the guy who suggested it, who weighs around 200-250, was also doing pretty well. We were all slurring speech. Michael, his roommate, who weighs a bit less, was stumbling over everything for a good 2 hours, repeating "I'm okay" every time, and insisting he was not nearly as drink as he obviously was.
But Alyshia, the girl who originally wanted to go swinging, and probably weighs all of 120, was completely smashed before 1/3 of her bottle had even gone down. (The guys' other roommate lowered her bottle by a couple inches just to keep her from overdoing it. He was an experienced drinker, and barely felt a thing.)
So we watched Laser Cats, parts I, II, and III, as well as Old Greg (apparently a segment from the Mighty Boosh), and finished it off, after the bottles were dry, with the Princess Bride. (We were all kind of talking and ignoring the movie, except where she would randomly pop up with lines from the movie at the wrong spot.) Mostly it was laughing a each other in how we were all affected by it. Honestly we all were acting kind of silly before on the swings, so laughing at ourselves drunk was sort of a given.
I believe she spent the night on the couch. I dried out with some water during the movie, but got home around 4. (I was offered a couch, but I was really just a little headache-y at the end. I wouldn't want to have run up against a cop that night, but I drove straight to McDonalds to put some food on it, which likely helped.)
And Now I just realized I left the bottle, which I intend to keep as a trophy, over at their apartment. I plan to recover it later tonight. (I'm curious to find out if they'll show up for the late-afternoon class we have. The two guys were already saying that they were planning on skipping the noon class...)
We all said we've never been that drink before in our lives, and likely will never be that much again. 'Twas fun tho.