The "What Are You Doing This Moment" Thread
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Krigloch the Furious
Pants full of poo
Putting groceries away. Shopping for food still feels weird, especially since I store the onions right next to my calculus textbook. Time for lunch, then hw, then some guitar practice, and then I think I have to go out drinking again. Life is fucking tough, man.
Krigloch the Furious
Pants full of poo
finger is starting to hurt.
sold an old EMG 81 for 50 bux (yay!!!)
My friend is going to buy my Glock from me!!!!!
sold an old EMG 81 for 50 bux (yay!!!)
My friend is going to buy my Glock from me!!!!!
I'm getting ready to go see some local metal band play with two good friends and then off to Arizona with them for about a week.
Srontgorrth
Member
So one of my coworkers is going to hook me up with a good chronic dealer actually I guess this is more appropriate: :Smokin:
actually I guess this is more appropriate: :Smokin:Oh shit.
Yesterday my drinking buddy told me to come down to the lounge of my building, and she was hanging out with some much older guys from Ontario who were here to see the Grand Prix. We had a couple beers and they ended sort of taking us out on the town. We went out for Chinese food and then walked to old Montreal to go to a bar. Except we didn't go to a fucking bar so I'm kind of pissed because I really want to go to a god damn bar, fuck. Anyhow, wandered around a while and went home. Old Montreal is really cool, btw. Went back to drinking buddy's apartment. She was having intense boyfriend issues followed by a lengthy phone call, so naturally I did the only thing I could, namely to drain a 40 of Labatt 10.1 in about a half hour and then have a couple more. I wound up crashing on her bed...and then throwing up a little on her bed in my sleep, which is fucked up. Because it's her birthday. I woke up around 9ish, staggered home, and went back to sleep. I woke up with a call from her telling me to come over so we can start drinking. FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-
Seriously, though, it was only a little spit-up but I did throw up in my sleep, which is probably the worst way to die that is actually likely to happen I can think of. Fortunately I always sleep on my side but wtf. Also, my phone has a bunch of texts in it that I don't remember sending at all.
Also, fuck hangovers. There's stuff I need to do today, and it's not getting done at all. And I'm hungry and I missed breakfast. Fuck.
Fuck drinking. Don't drink, people.
Also,
fuck trumpet players. FUCK. STOP PLAYING THE TRUMPET. YOU SUCK.
Yesterday my drinking buddy told me to come down to the lounge of my building, and she was hanging out with some much older guys from Ontario who were here to see the Grand Prix. We had a couple beers and they ended sort of taking us out on the town. We went out for Chinese food and then walked to old Montreal to go to a bar. Except we didn't go to a fucking bar so I'm kind of pissed because I really want to go to a god damn bar, fuck. Anyhow, wandered around a while and went home. Old Montreal is really cool, btw. Went back to drinking buddy's apartment. She was having intense boyfriend issues followed by a lengthy phone call, so naturally I did the only thing I could, namely to drain a 40 of Labatt 10.1 in about a half hour and then have a couple more. I wound up crashing on her bed...and then throwing up a little on her bed in my sleep, which is fucked up. Because it's her birthday. I woke up around 9ish, staggered home, and went back to sleep. I woke up with a call from her telling me to come over so we can start drinking. FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-
Seriously, though, it was only a little spit-up but I did throw up in my sleep, which is probably the worst way to die that is actually likely to happen I can think of. Fortunately I always sleep on my side but wtf. Also, my phone has a bunch of texts in it that I don't remember sending at all.
Also, fuck hangovers. There's stuff I need to do today, and it's not getting done at all. And I'm hungry and I missed breakfast. Fuck.
Fuck drinking. Don't drink, people.
Also,
fuck trumpet players. FUCK. STOP PLAYING THE TRUMPET. YOU SUCK.
I know, I really don't want to drink tonight. I'm probably gonna go really slow and leave as quickly as I can get away with. And yeah, I really can't believe I drank like that. If I never have another beer, I'm okay with it. I went and got breakfast at a cafe and some guy was drinking a beer and it was just gross. I want to experiment with various liquors and such, but I've determined that while I quite like being a little buzzed, I really dislike being totally fucked up, and that's not even counting the hangover.
And I need to study, do laundry, and clean my room. And I can't do any of that today. If I get drunk tonight I won't be able to study tomorrow. Fuck. This really is not fun at all. Also, I'm really starting to miss people.
What's a brand of vodka that says "I'm sorry I threw up in your bed?"
And I need to study, do laundry, and clean my room. And I can't do any of that today. If I get drunk tonight I won't be able to study tomorrow. Fuck. This really is not fun at all. Also, I'm really starting to miss people.
What's a brand of vodka that says "I'm sorry I threw up in your bed?"
Einherjar86
Active Member
You threw up on her bed? Straighten up boy. If she's having boyfriend issues you don't wanna fuck this up.
Srontgorrth
Member
Episteme
Member
Those "I will never drink ever again" lines after a big night are pure bullshit. Just don't be stupid with how much you drink, enjoy the alcohol.
optionthree
Better than the first two
Old Montreal is pretty sweet. I've only visited the city once but I'd like to go back, a lot of cool culture and some of the best food in the country.
Enjoy those $35 26s while you can, because once your money runs down a bit you'll be buying $18 bottles of Red Tassle and Medallion and similar shit.
Enjoy those $35 26s while you can, because once your money runs down a bit you'll be buying $18 bottles of Red Tassle and Medallion and similar shit.
ASD
observing the sabbath
I have got to change my ways
'Cause I'm losing my mind
I have got to stop drinking
'Cause I'm dying inside
I feel twice as old as I am
And it's getting worse
I'm in the palm of habit's hand
I can't escape the curse
There is nothing that I can do
I have no self control
I have let myself become dead
I have ruined my soul
Every time I wake up sick
I say never again
But then opportunity knocks
And I'm wasted my friend
I can't control my addiction
I've tried time and time again
I'm losing all my friends and lovers
Alcohol knows it's gonna win
Now I have lost everything
And I really don't care
Everybody that I have known
Has out cast me here
Drinking has wasted my life
And I'm dying inside
I feel twice as old as I am
I've lost what left of my mind
I can't control my addiction
I've tried time and time again
I'm losing all my friends and lovers
Alcohol knows it's gonna win
That fucking thing lasted literally 2 minutes...7 people doing shots. Whatever. I need to spend less money and drink less, although I succeeded at finding the alcohol sweet spot tonight where I feel good and hit on girls but don't throw up or fall. Apparently I also fell last night; there are even photos, and all the French people we were with tonight knew about it.
So I'll be avoiding that for now.
You need to get your tolerance up more. It'll make it much easier to get to that ideal level without getting sick.
damnromulans
Klingons do not faint
oh god don't be that guy who people call their friends to come over and watch make an ass of himself WAIF.
also your drinking buddy sounds like a mess of a human who may be an alcoholic. i guess i don't regret not drinking too much when i was in college.
also your drinking buddy sounds like a mess of a human who may be an alcoholic. i guess i don't regret not drinking too much when i was in college.
