Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Anger management.

I spent all weekend really drunk. Friday I stayed at my lovable little afroed friend's house. Watched him bong (as in beer bong) some vodka and make a complete fool out of himself. Of course the night ended with him puking and me rubbing his pack and peeing in the bath tub.

Hey! I rinsed it out. He was hogging the toilet. Ass.

Saturday I went to another afroed hippie boy's house. My friend's boyfriend. For some reason taking shots doesn't get me nearly as drunk as pouring half of a cup of rail vodka and mixing it with some sort of fruit juice. No idea why.

Apparently I literally stood over KT (the roommate/heterosexual life partner) and kicked her, screaming that the air mattress she was sleeping on was in fact all mine. I also woke up with an odd pain in my chin that was apparently caused by me trying to wrestle the already blown up air mattress out of the closet and tripping and hitting my face on hippie boy's bass. I win.

According to my mom, I need anger management. I told her I would give it a shot. I still believe alcohol is the best way to relieve stress and anger.

1 comment:

Shasta said...

You are a little genius. Thank you for writing about the other part of my life, the drunk part. Brilliant. I have a feeling that this is going to be a great ride. Love it.