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/
***
(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.
***
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:
***
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.
***
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:
***
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
Date: 2010-05-31 08:53 am (UTC)no subject
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 08:55 am (UTC)no subject
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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 09:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-31 09:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-31 09:11 am (UTC)It bums me out a little when I talk to high schoolers and they don't know who bands like the Smashing Pumpkins are :'( I know every generation says this, but seriously... The music kids listen to these days sucks :| I don't understand -- as in, I literally cannot comprehend -- some of the "musicians" nowadays. Miley Cyrus? Really? Justin Bieber? Really? Ke$ha?! REALLY?!
*hobbles around waving a cane* BAWWW GET OFF MY LAWN.
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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 09:14 am (UTC)And, oh, I agree! All of that is horrible. Some of my friends like to listen to it as party music, and I will just stare at them with my eyebrow slowly rising. And I'm actually making a cd for my little sister to learn good taste. Which will probably actually translate to "learning slightly obscure kind of indie darling taste" but at least it will be better than the Jonas Brothers.
Also, funnily enough, my grad student friends keep asking me if I know various bands like Blondie and the Clash.
Well, yes. I'm young, but I'm not an idiot.
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Date: 2010-05-31 09:16 am (UTC)I WOULD BE NICE TO JUST BE DRUNK IN GENERAL. THE MOST I'D EVER FELT IS A SUDDEN URGE TO PEE :P
*lavishes affection on you*
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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 09:19 am (UTC)Fuck yeah, Quidditch!
<3333
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Date: 2010-05-31 09:20 am (UTC)So, which is worse: the drunk person who doesn't know better, or the sober person who does know better, and does it anyway?
THAT IS VERY SAD. D: BEING DRUNK IS QUITE FUN. NOT AS FUN AS OTHER THINGS, BUT STILL. AN ENJOYABLE EXPERIENCE WHICH I WOULD RECOMMEND TO EVERYONE. MY POOR MOM JUST FALLS ASLEEP ANY TIME SHE'S HAD TOO MUCH TO DRINK. (read: two wine coolers)
*lavishes back*
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Date: 2010-05-31 09:20 am (UTC)Omg srsly. I hate being an elitist music snob and I try to keep an open mind (like, I actually think some of Adam Lambert's music is okay? LOL OH THE SHAME OF IT only not really) but I will draw the line at the Disney teeny-bopper music. ALL I HEAR IS AUTO TUNE. AUTO TUNE FUCKING EVERYWHERE, IN EVERY SONG. STOPPP.
LOL your friends should know better :P Even tho I barely know you ('sup new friend? ;D) I can tell you're very intelligent and mature for your age. I honestly thought you were my age/older until now XD; Now I feel super immature hahaha XD
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Date: 2010-05-31 09:21 am (UTC)Fuck yeah! CHUDLEY CANNONS!
<333333333
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Date: 2010-05-31 09:25 am (UTC)I'VE HAD TWO WINE COOLERS ONCE. I HAD MY OWN AND THEN I DRANK MY FRIEND'S BECAUSE SHE DIDN'T LIKE HERS. AND NOTHING HAPPENED TO ME. *WEEPS*
*kisses your forehead*
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Date: 2010-05-31 09:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-31 09:27 am (UTC)Yeah, but, I think the only person who gets tipsy off two wine coolers is my mom. SO PERHAPS YOU HAVE JUST NEVER CONSUMED ENOUGH ALCOHOL.
(lol, advising you to drink more. Bad person, am I.)
*purrs and cuddles against*
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Date: 2010-05-31 09:29 am (UTC)