So, the pre-event situation. A friend of mine is coming into town. 2/3 of my roommates are going home for Labor Day. Whoo, party, right?
Not when 98% of the town leaves for the weekend.
So, I've got one friend committed to coming at 6:00 yesterday. At 4:00, he was the only other person coming. It was looking like it may just not be that interesting. Well, then, it's up to me to make it interesting for myself.
Now, I was handling my seven Miller Lights just fine (spread over a nice and long 2.5 hours), and then we break out the Captain Morgan. Keep in mind that this was the first time in a year (literally) that I had taken a shot. So I break myself in, using ever-decreasing intervals of time between shots - 45, 30, 20, 15. Why? Because I'm an idiot, that's why.
So the Morgan and I, we don't get along. The Captain comes back up for another visit, and then I pass out for a few hours. Wake up, and there's one of my other friends and two girls who I do not know, but are sitting with my roommate. I shock them all by getting up and fetching a Pepsi. We then proceed to go with a few rounds of circle of death (I eventually, after eating some pizza rolls, fetch myself another beer), and then move onto drunken truth or dare. Long story short, one of my (male) friends runs up and down the block in the buff, we get one of the others to stand in the middle of the street in his underwear and sing, "The Song that Never Ends," I take a body shot (of water - and good thing, as I dropped the shot :o) off my female friend, and we almost get the girls down to their undies. Almost.
So, yes. First even slight representation of a party at my place. We started at 6:00, and ended at 6:00.
My weekend was nice. How was yours?
Not when 98% of the town leaves for the weekend.
So, I've got one friend committed to coming at 6:00 yesterday. At 4:00, he was the only other person coming. It was looking like it may just not be that interesting. Well, then, it's up to me to make it interesting for myself.
Now, I was handling my seven Miller Lights just fine (spread over a nice and long 2.5 hours), and then we break out the Captain Morgan. Keep in mind that this was the first time in a year (literally) that I had taken a shot. So I break myself in, using ever-decreasing intervals of time between shots - 45, 30, 20, 15. Why? Because I'm an idiot, that's why.
So the Morgan and I, we don't get along. The Captain comes back up for another visit, and then I pass out for a few hours. Wake up, and there's one of my other friends and two girls who I do not know, but are sitting with my roommate. I shock them all by getting up and fetching a Pepsi. We then proceed to go with a few rounds of circle of death (I eventually, after eating some pizza rolls, fetch myself another beer), and then move onto drunken truth or dare. Long story short, one of my (male) friends runs up and down the block in the buff, we get one of the others to stand in the middle of the street in his underwear and sing, "The Song that Never Ends," I take a body shot (of water - and good thing, as I dropped the shot :o) off my female friend, and we almost get the girls down to their undies. Almost.
So, yes. First even slight representation of a party at my place. We started at 6:00, and ended at 6:00.
My weekend was nice. How was yours?
the idiot is the person who follows the idiot and your not following me your insulting me your following the path of a idiot so that makes you the idiot - LC Tusken