It's getting serious.
Well, I've been busy as of late. Last weekend was a blast. Karl, Troy, Billy, and I went up to Bloomington for DDR-a-thon. The tournament was cool and there was some other stuff going on, but I mostly just walked around and watched. After the tournament we went to steak and shake (you can check out Karl_'s livejournal for pics) and then back to Chad's frat house. While there I had the most delicious alcoholic beverage to ever grace the Earth, the AMF or Adios, Motherfucker. The night was filled with drinking, talking about video games like the nerds that we are, and way to much male nudity. I finnally got to sleep at about 7. We left at about 12 and hauled ass back to eville. I can't wait to go up there again.
On Monday, it was party time again. Trey and I decided to get drunk. So we did, and that is when Bacardi 151 tried to claim my life. You see, I'm a pussy drinker and Trey kept trying to get to take shots of 151. If you've never had it before, its like pouring fire down your throat. So when he finnally convinces me to take a shot, it goes down the wrong hole. I immediately spit it back up and preceeded to choke while Zach and Trey laughed at me. It sucked ass, but after I was done almost dying I got a good laugh out of it too. I got really tired around 3 or so (because of the devil's weed) and concked out.
Now, onto last night. At about 9:30, Zach IMed me and asked me if I wanted to go play DDR at his house. He said we had to go to McDonald's to meet somebody that was going to play with us and he refused to tell me who it was. Eventually I got him to tell me that Tidus was coming over and bringing his kick-ass $600 metal DDR pads. So Zach, Tidus, and I hung out until about 4 in the morning playing DDR, acting like idiots, and looking at stuff on the internet.
So yeah, now you're caught up on what I've been doing lately. Like you give a damn.
Pic of the Day: I'm going to hell for this one.
On Monday, it was party time again. Trey and I decided to get drunk. So we did, and that is when Bacardi 151 tried to claim my life. You see, I'm a pussy drinker and Trey kept trying to get to take shots of 151. If you've never had it before, its like pouring fire down your throat. So when he finnally convinces me to take a shot, it goes down the wrong hole. I immediately spit it back up and preceeded to choke while Zach and Trey laughed at me. It sucked ass, but after I was done almost dying I got a good laugh out of it too. I got really tired around 3 or so (because of the devil's weed) and concked out.
Now, onto last night. At about 9:30, Zach IMed me and asked me if I wanted to go play DDR at his house. He said we had to go to McDonald's to meet somebody that was going to play with us and he refused to tell me who it was. Eventually I got him to tell me that Tidus was coming over and bringing his kick-ass $600 metal DDR pads. So Zach, Tidus, and I hung out until about 4 in the morning playing DDR, acting like idiots, and looking at stuff on the internet.
So yeah, now you're caught up on what I've been doing lately. Like you give a damn.
Pic of the Day: I'm going to hell for this one.
