A weekend of utter debauchery.
I'm honestly surprised I'm alive and relatively in one piece after this insane weekend. Seriously. Fortunately, I did most of my homework before utterly incapacitating myself. For St. Paddy's Day, Dee, Amy, and I went to the Creekside Pizza and Bistro to get our drink on, which was fun. You have to have beer on St. Patrick's Day, after all. I discovered that Pabst actually makes a green beer, but didn't drink any as I have more self-respect than that. Had the most amazing Honey Hazelnut Brown made by some local brewery (I think it was Rogue Brewery), that tasted like honey and toasted hazelnuts (thus the name, eh?). After that little bit of shindig, Dee and I went to Dan's house with Kristen and Brandon and Chris to hang out. Erm...and other stuff. The night gets very blurry after Dan's house because much debauchery ensued. Enough said, as I'm sure there are some readers out there...somewhere...who might be easily offended by my loose behavior. :)
Needless to say, I was pretty exhausted the next day, but no rest for the wicked, of course. I woke up far too early, avoided my history final by playing Diablo, went to the Y with Dee and Kristen, went to Medford with Kristen to procure boozements and bathing suits (heh), then had a wild night with the gang. Apparently I made quite the arse of myself while playing Cranium and after, but I don't remember. Does it count if you can't remember everything? Well...actually...I guess there are some parts I do want to count as the evening was generally loads of fun. I just hope I didn't say or do anything too terribly compromising or embarrassing for anyone. I apologize if such is the case. I think I remember more than I've been letting on to people, but it covers my own ass if I say I don't remember. Heh...my finest moment: proving to everyone how amazing I am at taking blow job shots. No hands, bitches! :P Drank far too much, though, and threw bloody marys all over my sink. Ugh. Fortunately the thought of drinking bloody marys again doesn't make me queasy, so I think I'm ok. Wasn't hungover, at any rate.
Another extrememly late night, of course, woke up too early, AGAIN, which was lame, but I just couldn't keep sleeping. I was too keyed up about my history final which I had to write, but I avoided it like the plague...again. Packed for Spring Break, cleaned my room up, took a nap, went to the choir concert (which was amazing, especially the Mexican music performed by the Chamber Choir), went to dinner with the gang (except Ricky, who I believe was writing a huge fucking paper), then everyone came back to my room for studying/hanging out. Much fun. Stayed up till midnight even though I had to drive the next day. Didn't finish my exam. Only wrote out one question. It just sucked so much that I couldn't do the whole thing, not to mention Kristen and Roger were very distracting talking about Handel and Playboy Bunnies.
And can you guess how the next leg of the story goes? :) Woke too fucking early again, but this time I had to do so, as I wasn't done packing, examing, tidying, ridding myself of food that would go bad, watering plants, and generally getting myself ready to leave for two weeks. To make a hugely long entry a bit shorter, did it all, drove home, am home. The roads were not at all snowy even though it was snowing in Ashland this morning. I was surprised. I imagine there's snow now. Hahahaha! I win! When I got home, Mum had Il Divo playing and a cosmopolitan waiting, which was super lovely. I sat around reading until dinner (my favorite rack of lamb dish!), and then joined in with Mum's book group, which was fun, though it could have used more literary discussion. And now that I'm completely and undeniably exhausted, I'm going to collapse in my wonderfully soft bed and pass out.
Namárië
Needless to say, I was pretty exhausted the next day, but no rest for the wicked, of course. I woke up far too early, avoided my history final by playing Diablo, went to the Y with Dee and Kristen, went to Medford with Kristen to procure boozements and bathing suits (heh), then had a wild night with the gang. Apparently I made quite the arse of myself while playing Cranium and after, but I don't remember. Does it count if you can't remember everything? Well...actually...I guess there are some parts I do want to count as the evening was generally loads of fun. I just hope I didn't say or do anything too terribly compromising or embarrassing for anyone. I apologize if such is the case. I think I remember more than I've been letting on to people, but it covers my own ass if I say I don't remember. Heh...my finest moment: proving to everyone how amazing I am at taking blow job shots. No hands, bitches! :P Drank far too much, though, and threw bloody marys all over my sink. Ugh. Fortunately the thought of drinking bloody marys again doesn't make me queasy, so I think I'm ok. Wasn't hungover, at any rate.
Another extrememly late night, of course, woke up too early, AGAIN, which was lame, but I just couldn't keep sleeping. I was too keyed up about my history final which I had to write, but I avoided it like the plague...again. Packed for Spring Break, cleaned my room up, took a nap, went to the choir concert (which was amazing, especially the Mexican music performed by the Chamber Choir), went to dinner with the gang (except Ricky, who I believe was writing a huge fucking paper), then everyone came back to my room for studying/hanging out. Much fun. Stayed up till midnight even though I had to drive the next day. Didn't finish my exam. Only wrote out one question. It just sucked so much that I couldn't do the whole thing, not to mention Kristen and Roger were very distracting talking about Handel and Playboy Bunnies.
And can you guess how the next leg of the story goes? :) Woke too fucking early again, but this time I had to do so, as I wasn't done packing, examing, tidying, ridding myself of food that would go bad, watering plants, and generally getting myself ready to leave for two weeks. To make a hugely long entry a bit shorter, did it all, drove home, am home. The roads were not at all snowy even though it was snowing in Ashland this morning. I was surprised. I imagine there's snow now. Hahahaha! I win! When I got home, Mum had Il Divo playing and a cosmopolitan waiting, which was super lovely. I sat around reading until dinner (my favorite rack of lamb dish!), and then joined in with Mum's book group, which was fun, though it could have used more literary discussion. And now that I'm completely and undeniably exhausted, I'm going to collapse in my wonderfully soft bed and pass out.
Namárië