Tonight, I ran through the streets of Chicago barefoot, while drunk, in a thunderstorm to jump into Lake Michigan.
It would be a better story if I jumped naked into Lake Michigan. But then, I feel like most stories are better stories if they happen while naked.
Oh yeah, I totally just aced that job interview. While naked.
The lake jumping was, of course, after the dancing in a thunderstorm on a porch to Britney Spears part of the evening.
Still, I don't think jumping into a lake during a thunderstorm while drunk is the stupidest thing I've done. But I admit it's pretty stupid.
It's also pretty awesome. \o/
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(Said in a British accent): Now, imagine all you've ever heard of music- your entire conception of music- was listening to Britney Spears' "Hit Me Again" over and over again. And that was music to you. Then your friend takes you to an opera, and that- that- is what American baseball is to cricket.
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New hobby: Making the grad students I drink with feel very, very old.
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Grad student: You! *points at me* When were you born?
Me: 91.
Him: Jesus fucking Christ. I was in grade 12. *pours another shot of whiskey*
And various permutations of that conversation continued with that grad student (and with other grad students) throughout the night and into this evening's festivities.
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I was, however, not the drunkest person around tonight. On the saferide (student drunk van) back to my dorm, we stopped to pick some other students outside another apartment building. One kid was lying on the ground, and the drunk van driver watched with interest as his friends tried various attempts of waking him up, rolling him over, etc. Until an entire troop of people came out of the building, took him by the legs and the arms, picked him up, and hauled him back into the apartment building.
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There is a reason (at least on my part) for all this drunken carousing. Yesterday, the student group I'm involved in put on a massive festival with free live music, arts and crafts, community resource tables and workshops, and free lunch and dinner for 400 people in the local community. I was up and running around from 8:30 in the morning till midnight (the festival was done at 7, and we were done with clean up by 9, but the celebratory drinking afterwards lasted for a bit). I did everything from holding coffee to chopping vegetables to looking over contracts to counting attendees to serving food to face painting to running messages to hauling supplies to helping to figure out where the tents should be set up. I think at one point I also briefly fell asleep in the shade when no one needed me to do anything.
And, next year, I'm going to be in charge of the entire thing. D:
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But I'll worry about that next year! Now, I have to worry about finals. (Oh god. Finals.)
Or, really, now I have to worry about sleep.
It would be a better story if I jumped naked into Lake Michigan. But then, I feel like most stories are better stories if they happen while naked.
Oh yeah, I totally just aced that job interview. While naked.
The lake jumping was, of course, after the dancing in a thunderstorm on a porch to Britney Spears part of the evening.
Still, I don't think jumping into a lake during a thunderstorm while drunk is the stupidest thing I've done. But I admit it's pretty stupid.
It's also pretty awesome. \o/
***
(Said in a British accent): Now, imagine all you've ever heard of music- your entire conception of music- was listening to Britney Spears' "Hit Me Again" over and over again. And that was music to you. Then your friend takes you to an opera, and that- that- is what American baseball is to cricket.
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New hobby: Making the grad students I drink with feel very, very old.
(from last night)
Grad student: You! *points at me* When were you born?
Me: 91.
Him: Jesus fucking Christ. I was in grade 12. *pours another shot of whiskey*
And various permutations of that conversation continued with that grad student (and with other grad students) throughout the night and into this evening's festivities.
***
I was, however, not the drunkest person around tonight. On the saferide (student drunk van) back to my dorm, we stopped to pick some other students outside another apartment building. One kid was lying on the ground, and the drunk van driver watched with interest as his friends tried various attempts of waking him up, rolling him over, etc. Until an entire troop of people came out of the building, took him by the legs and the arms, picked him up, and hauled him back into the apartment building.
***
There is a reason (at least on my part) for all this drunken carousing. Yesterday, the student group I'm involved in put on a massive festival with free live music, arts and crafts, community resource tables and workshops, and free lunch and dinner for 400 people in the local community. I was up and running around from 8:30 in the morning till midnight (the festival was done at 7, and we were done with clean up by 9, but the celebratory drinking afterwards lasted for a bit). I did everything from holding coffee to chopping vegetables to looking over contracts to counting attendees to serving food to face painting to running messages to hauling supplies to helping to figure out where the tents should be set up. I think at one point I also briefly fell asleep in the shade when no one needed me to do anything.
And, next year, I'm going to be in charge of the entire thing. D:
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But I'll worry about that next year! Now, I have to worry about finals. (Oh god. Finals.)
Or, really, now I have to worry about sleep.
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Date: 2010-05-31 08:52 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-05-31 08:55 am (UTC)Baseball is to cricket as Britney Spears is to Opera.
baseball : cricket :: Britney Spears : Opera.
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Date: 2010-05-31 08:59 am (UTC)LOL okay, so I'm not THAT much older than you, but the 90's feel like they just happened so it freaks me out when people who are all grown up say they were born in the 90's. I'm like, "WAIT, WHAT?! HOW ARE YOU NOT... FOUR?!"
Pfffft cricket. Any sport that lasts several weeks is just... too much.
Also I love drunk/drinking posts because it gives me an excuse to use this icon.
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Date: 2010-05-31 09:03 am (UTC)And she was born in 1996. D:
High school literally just happened to me. There is no way my bb sis can be a high schooler.
I need a proper drinking icon. All I have is this one, which is water, and another one that is only a drinking icon because of an inside joke.
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Date: 2010-05-31 09:06 am (UTC)AND TAKE ADVANTAGE OF ME.Why is jumping into a lake during a thunderstorm while drunk stupid? It sounds fun!
New hobby: Making the grad students I drink with feel very, very old.
(from last night)
Grad student: You! *points at me* When were you born?
Me: 91.
Him: Jesus fucking Christ. I was in grade 12. *pours another shot of whiskey*
LOLOLOLOLOLOL. The reverse happens to me all the time, people make me feel way too young.
OH MAN. THAT FESTIVAL SOUNDS AWESOME BUT EXHUASTING. *holds you close and pets your hair*
GOOD LUCK WITH FINALS, BB!
ILU, BTW <333333
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Date: 2010-05-31 09:11 am (UTC)So, really, I would not recommend such an experience to anyone.
Except it was totally awesome.I would love to get you drunk scorp! I will just make you keep drinking until you feel something. Or, you know, stop feeling anything. Depending on how drunk you are.
THE FESTIVAL WAS BOTH AWESOME AND EXHAUSTING. I AM SO HAPPY TO HAVE PUT IT ON, BUT THEN YESTERDAY WAS USELESS BECAUSE I SPENT IT ALL EITHER ASLEEP OR AT THE PARTY. /o\
I LOVE YOU
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Date: 2010-05-31 09:13 am (UTC)But dude, your day sounds epic! \o/
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Date: 2010-05-31 09:17 am (UTC)Unless that game is Quidditch, of course.
The last couple of days have been pretty epic. :D
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Date: 2010-05-31 10:17 am (UTC)Glad you had so much fun, bb! *cuddles*
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Date: 2010-05-31 06:33 pm (UTC)I probably would have done all of that while sober. Being drunk is just a convenient excuse. :3
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Date: 2010-05-31 10:57 am (UTC)::cowers in a corner::
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Date: 2010-05-31 06:37 pm (UTC)And then there was a great flash of lightning. /o\
What eps were you watching?
And, work. Ugh. Yes. -___- I've been at Valois all morning discussing my role as primary contact for next year and all about how Dean Goode apparently sexually harasses people.
What eps did you guys watch?
(And jumping in the lake is so much fun, omg. I did it at the beginning of the year with my house, and we're doing it on Wednesday again. Highly recommended.)
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Date: 2010-05-31 01:54 pm (UTC)Him: Jesus fucking Christ. I was in grade 12. *pours another shot of whiskey*
Yeaaaaah, ahaha, I graduated from high school in '91. I wish I had some whiskey. \o/ You youngster.
For all that it sounds like a ton of work, that festival sounds really, really cool. Hope it went well for your group!
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Date: 2010-05-31 06:40 pm (UTC)It was a lot of work. We've been planning it since January, but it went super well. And I'm really excited for next year even though I'll be in charge.
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Date: 2010-05-31 03:07 pm (UTC)<3
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Date: 2010-05-31 06:42 pm (UTC)Only 91 though! That's practically the late 80s anyway. It's not until we hit the mid-nineties that I start thinking kids are way too young to be doing what they're doing.
<3
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Date: 2010-05-31 03:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-31 06:45 pm (UTC)I've been really lucky with my drinking experiences (especially since the first time I really got wasted I was with a bunch of people I didn't know in a somewhat unfamiliar city), but I really think it depends on the group of people you're with. And people react to alcohol in different ways, obviously, I'm just lucky enough to react well to it and not really suffer from hangovers in the morning.
But if you ever visit me, I will make sure I acquire some alcohol and we'll have a good time. ;D
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Date: 2010-05-31 03:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-31 06:45 pm (UTC)And don't feel old! ALL YOUR BEST YEARS ARE STILL AHEAD OF YOU.
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Date: 2010-05-31 04:09 pm (UTC)Strangely enough I like that you were barefoot ♥ *rofl*
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Date: 2010-05-31 06:46 pm (UTC)I do too. *g* It's so much cooler that I was barefoot.
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Date: 2010-05-31 05:18 pm (UTC)Especially with some Britney playingggg.
And that event sounds exhausting, but also like a ton of fun! And look at you! Running things! YOU AMAZE ME, MY LITTLE COYOTE.
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Date: 2010-05-31 06:48 pm (UTC)And yessss. Yes we must. When you come to wincon, you should either come a little early/stay a little later and we will go jump into the lake together.
It was extremely exhausting. Especially on three and a half hours sleep. x__x But I'm all rested now and ready to kick finals in the ass! RAWR.
YOUR BEAUTY AMAZES ME EVERY SINGLE DAY.
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Date: 2010-05-31 05:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-31 06:49 pm (UTC)THANK YOU FOR THE LUCK. IT WILL BE NEEDED.
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Date: 2010-05-31 10:14 pm (UTC)I also lost my shoes at some point. Strangely enough, the losing my shoes part was after the running barefoot part.
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Date: 2010-06-01 10:22 am (UTC)You make me feel old child of the 90s. Okay so I was born in 88 but still I feel old now, don't act it though, I think I was more mature at 15.