all i ate yesterday was a kinder surprise + many beer = there is a god and he hates meeeee. the boy dropped me off at my car this morning and i said "well, thanks for everything last night" and he said "no problem. thanks for the great lay" bahahaha but i think i need to maybe, actually sleep so i can prepare myself for a night of hottubbing/somany activities!!!
So here is what happened. We were at a bar, my friend, her sister, a friend of theirs, jägerette and I. My friend decided to try and hook up with a lesbo chick for her amusement. So the lesbo chick didn't get the dyke vibe from my friend, so she challenged my friend to make out with one of the girls in the group. Did she pick Jägerette or the other girl friend of ours she has hooked up with in the past? No. (though she and J did make out earlier. Giggity) She grabbed her sister and started going at it with her.
And on that note, I'm having my first beer. I've got to go bulk shopping at Sam's club later today.Maybe a three beer buzz will make the place more bearable.
Don't put it past him/her. It's possible that he/she really is holding someone else's penis because he/she doesn't have one of his/her own.
It is 'holy shit nice' weather outside. Like 76 degrees and sunny, and there's a grassy hill right outside my dorm where people (read: girls) usually sit out tanning and playing frisbee. Since I tend to sleep the day away anyway, I might as well have gotten some sun and fresh air in the process. As soon as drinking in public is no longer a crime, I'll be set. As dead as campus is for the holiday, I might be able to get away with it, but I doubt it. On the other hand, I forgot that I go straight from pale to red. No in-between. Luckily, I went inside before I became a lobster.
The Stewey one is fantastic. I think I might spend the rest of the day trying to figure out the other ones. EDIT: Is the one on the far left a stoner? I can't tell but I think those are beady little bloodshot eyes.
Well, three beers in then I took a big nap. So not so much ugly as pathetic. However, there will be whiskey.
Went for a nice 40 minute run plus calisthenics. I think I will follow my own advice and have a beer.
Watching the Duke-WV game with a buddy of mine. Taking a drink everytime the announcers say Duke, finishing our beer if they say Obama. It's working out pretty well so far.
I just downloaded Gravity Bone. First two levels are...interesting to say the least. About 9 beers in over 8 hours. Bars tonight, woo hoo! T-2 hours
Question for you Americans: my Canadian brain is somewhat addled at the passion with which university sports are contended, and further confused when people claim to be diehard fans / haters of schools that they did not go to or are not even in the same geographic location. Canadian university sports, even though they're not at the same level of skill, don't command anywhere near the same amount of attention, even from university students. Perhaps we have too much of a quaint idea that universities are primarily for learning, not sport-playing. If anyone wants to explain why this difference exists, I'm all ears. Also, with the summer weissbier season coming in, I highly suggest you guys find a proper half-litre wheat beer tulip glass. Groovy.
There's your problem. Seriously though, you guys don't have any sports that you're very passionate about? I thought the love of hockey was more than just a silly stereotype. At any rate, I'd imagine it's just an extension of our excitement for professional sports. It's hard not to take pride when your country hosts the world's best players for some of the biggest sports. Because many of the guys in college will be pro in a few years, we watch them as well. As for being fans of schools we didn't attend, it's just as arbitrary as rooting for a pro team from a region we don't live in. Sometimes it's rooting for a school you grew up near (my reason for being a diehard UNC fan), and that gives way to hating their rival (fuck Duke). Now that I think about it, you don't need a reason to hate Duke.