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Oh my god! That was the number one most drunk i've ever seen you.
oh shoot, you noticed?(I think it's pretty safe to say that you will NOT be seeing any repeat performances anytime soon...or ever).
oh my gosh! you know what I just realized? I'm STILL not hungover. I'm telling you I've finally found my super power.I really should drink more and take advantage of this rare talent I have. then again, maybe no.
Marie wrote: "oh my gosh! you know what I just realized? I'm STILL not hungover. I'm telling you I've finally found my super power.I really should drink more and take advantage of this rare talent I have. then ..."
Crap. I thought only I could enjoy that super power.
I have read this thread so many times and still don't think I understand. But....I'm VERY jealous that you never got a hangover. Damn you, Marie. Damn you and the Jack Daniels you rode in on.
Praise Jeebus and the QWERTY keyboard he put on my phone.
Down with whatever bad shit happened to Marie. Because that shit ain't fair.
Damn I tought it was only me!!! I have no idea wtf marie is trying to say… it feels like the fuck up shit that I text when I’m fuck up with eddy, once a friend mailed me the next day asking me wtf was I saying, I read my own drunk side kick writing and I had no fucking idea what I said!... still drunk writing is awesome ask seth, or me, and Amanda I know you know how awesome it is…. One more thing you can hate on me for no getting hangovers either =P hug?
yay! what's your poison?? i'm hitting jhonny walker black label... on the rocks =P in la vid veritas!!!!
I wanted baileys and milk, but my baileys is gone. so I settled for kahlua. I had a beer a couple hours ago, but it was my last one... :(
Do you think it's safe to drink evan williams' spiked eggnog from last Christmas. (and I do mean LAST christmas, like December 2007)? The bottle has never been opened...
battery dead! (nearly)Fine. I'll go read instead. Enjoy your Scotch, Alfonso.
Boooo! Drinking all alone makes me feel like an alcoholic loser! Booo if this wasent good reads I’ll try to trick you into staying by calling you a nerd loser and telling you that reading is for pussies!
I'll have a rum and coke with you Alfonso, so you wont be an alcoholic.
Yay!!! That’s what’s up!! And that is called a Cuba Libre or free cuba… so Jaika… how was your day?? I went to see Knowing and A Haunting somewhere I can’t remember… the first one was good the second one… not so much
I drink alone...I like drinking alone...
I don't drink alone, my dog is always near by.
I don't "do" poetry... now choke yourself for suggesting that I almost did.
I flirt with some guy.
He wants me to get him coke.
I DON'T DO COCAINE!
Nick, you're the poet laureate of THC.
Nick's a poet, now? Please tell me the poem was a drunk post, Nick.
there was never a nick poem. It is all lies and a big miss communication. A series of unfortunate typos. Leave me be, Choke yourselves all of you.
Nick does haiku-ooooo, NIck does haiku-ooooo!
I hate I'm this dumb. I click on next thread, see:"No iwm w/ boa and w" (meaning I'm flirting with some guy that wants to know if I can get him some cocaine)"and so I try to figure it out! Must be some shorthand I'm not familiar with, new acronyms...
iwn -> I'm with M
w/ -> without?
boa -> ???!
and -> this should be an &
w -> as in white/coke???
WTF??!!! I should have known better, I should have expected drunk gibberish. Sigh.
that looks like a haiku to me, Kasia... trouble.
For those of you that can't read my gooben gloobin from before what I was trying to say was:I drank waaaaay too much which led to me losing my friend in the crowd and then getting pissed cuz he didn't find me.
Turns out he'd been trying to find me all night. And to add insult to the injury there was text-proof of my idiotic state of mind at the time.
Throw in some stuff about making being a little too friendly to some people and a little too rude to others and basically wanting to hide from Portland for the rest of my life and you've pretty much got the story.
booze+cellphone=recipe for disasterevery time
I'm not a big drinker so that much booze + me alone = disaster (but yes, add a cellphone and it gets worse, or a regular phone, or pretty much any form of communication).
But disasters are entertaining (well maybe to the spectators only but still), so thank you for that.
Take last night for example when I felt certain my friend was a complete asshole for not finding me at a show and to prove how ass-holey I thought he was I went by his house dropped his coat outside his door, slid the key under and went on my merry way thinking what an "asshole" he is.
After digesting the topic a little this morning with Sarah she asked, "sooo he did try and reach you or he didn't" which is when I found the following exchange in my text's
Him: "drink side"? (meaning which side of the floor are you on).
Me: "No iwm w/ boa and w" (meaning I'm flirting with some guy that wants to know if I can get him some cocaine)
*note to reader: I DON'T DO COCAINE!!!
Me: "C'mon"! (I think maybe Sarah texted this one? since it sort of makes sense).
Him:"I'm sound booth with megan and brian" (meaning: I'm at the sound booth with megan and brian)
Me: "Ho iere bum pieie" (meaning: I'm close enough to touch the stage, you come up here)
Him: Que? (meaning: WTF?)
Me: no reply (meaning, If you're gonna send me garbled text's - come on...he knows I don't speak Spanish!- then I'm gonna make some friends down here -okay and some enemies too, as sarah pointed out)
I mean who needs this record of transactions?! I was doing perfectly fine with my rendition of how the night went down. The one where I was calm, cool and articulate in my directions to him about where we were and he was just a jerk that didn't care to join us!
I much prefer the conversations that can be debated with out an actual record to check the facts. Take that conversation he CLAIMS took place where I SUPPOSEDLY handed him to a guy that I was visiting with at the time. you know what? I think this is highly unlikely and the fact that I don't remember it is clearly evidence that he made the whole damn thing up!
WHAT A JERK! Makin up shit to make me look bad.
DOWN WITH TEXTING!!!