I have the worst hangover I have had in YEARS. 1. a stomach that had been empty for 10 hours. 2. Fantastically overly-generous bartenders. 3. Mass consumption of miller lite, blue moon, and many many absolut based drinks. And 4. cameras. = All-night puking, with video documentation and the worst headache/nausea/dizziness/fatigue combination ever.

I also fell down at the bar, took tons of embarrassing pictures, and slurred at strangers.

Your like the younger sister I wish I had...

oh fuck my friend puked all over my back seat and the side of my car! goddamnit! fuck! shit! ohhhh god it smells like sausage in my car! FUCK!

drunk. no. buzzed. and mainly, pissed off that i am home. since when do 8 friends go to the flora-bama bar, with a sweet ass live band and flowing pitchers, leave to switch bars, and very suddenly punk the fuck out and go home? I am apparently the only person with any energy on this island, i only have 3 more days here, and i suddenly just realized that my solution for this (bitching on ttt) sucks. fuck this shit, im going back out on my own.

why dont you blog about it? geez

Wow....You need to not get so angry. Now to find out what the hell I punched that broke, and then caused my and to bleed so god damn much! I sutured myself too! Eat that doctor Small!, and again, dont drink any get angry I dont even do that, and I drink ALOT, alot, ALOT, aloT

Shhh, don't listen to them. I can understand your frustration.

Stomry shouldnt you be focusing on things more important like Last of the some northeastern indian tribe. Also, I feel bad I have been drunk these [ast 4 nights before news years, I didnt want to tonight bue I was dragged along on anopther missadventure. Alos last night I was told by some woman on the street that and I quote " You walk, Like I feel" what does that mean?!!!!!!????!?!?!**&%^

Dammit I didn't return my movie on time again!, Though it was a freaky ass movie, and disturbing and alot, everyone should see Pan's Labrynith, awesomenessity abounds. American Haunting is the movie I rented and have yet to return, which sucks cause I did only watch it once....

It was a fire alarm in a parking deck. It was red... so it made you angry. I was on the phone with someone while you did it and I could hear you in the background.

Well it was red...

Surprisingly, this movie is on my "to see" list. :p

Slant magazine wrote a nice review of it: http://www.slantmagazine.com/film/fi...ew.asp?ID=2497

i think i turned into optimus for a while last night, what with the public urination and vomiting.

champagne?

Despite my immune system, I have... succumbed. Welcome to me, oh authentic plumb schnapps.

plumbing schnapps?

Plum. :(

jesus h christ. so before i left fpr a night of partying down earlier this evening, i put my blue box full of recl;ycleables out (i have night-time pick up of garbage/recycling on my street) and when i got home.. by recycle box has been punked!!! MOTHERINGFUCK! last winter i had somet roubles where one of my neighbourhs across the street kept taking my recycle box on recycle night (friday night) so i would have to steal it back under the cover of darkness on the following friday night

but now i have had enough. when i moved to my apartment, i went to the hardware store up the street and bought a blue box for myself.. it's not expensive.. $15 or something.. but still! i bought it for myself to put my recyucling out in so the recycleing guys can pick it up and recycle it. and for what? so my; fshithead neighbours can rip it off late on a friday night after it has been empited? i'm done with recycling. i care about the environment, but if other assholes are going to steal my blue box and totally fuck up my efforts to recycle things, then fuck it

next friday i'm going to stake out the my street and go on a huhnt for my blue box.. and when i find it, the thief is going to have some pretty big problems on their hands



FUCKF

was my friend's birthday and he brought us to the strip club. i honestly feel really conflicted about going, and the whole experience. It's very very very full of social justice/discourse/feminist thoughts, and an exhibit of sexuality, power, manhood, and money. sometimes i feel ashamed that i'm participating in this display of women degrading themselves this way, participating in a very old chauvanistic tradition based on a (I think it's called phallocentrism) social fact of male economic power. but then i realize this is a form of puritanism, by seeing it as women degrading themselves, being turned into objects for the male gaze, being hit on and having their ass slapped, whoring out their breasts for $10. Rather, these are women that are very shrewdly playing a system slanted against them, always maintaining control on stage and among the crowd. But the brute reality of it is also somewhat shocking. Justin's sister paid for him to have a table dance when we got there, so this girl came over and sits at our table... she's young, our age, fairly cute... someone that if you knew personally you'd say 'oh don't you love her, she's so cute'. but the conversation you have with her falls along certain lines... she maintains the role of the sex object... it was risky for a moment, it almost seemed like we were chatting with a normal girl, which would have made the reality of it too uncomfortably real. She stood up and took her clothes off, and started dancing around. The script of the experience covers the strange fact of the situation - we don't know her, she doesn't know us, but she approaches a bunch of strangers (which can be a very awkward experience) and makes a few rounds of interactions, then takes her clothes off right in front of us and starts moving around (also a potentially awkward experience)... bending over, shaking her ass in our faces as we sit stoically with our beers staring at her. And as I sat there next to justin, with her ass in my face, the reality of it was too much... this was a girl, probably a student, getting naked in front of me. For all intents and purposes i was cheating on my girlfriend, in a sense. and yet this is something which is (fairly) easy for me to do... to walk in here and have this experience.
just some drunken thoughts.

i was going to complain about the length of yer post, but then i noticed the one i made above it.. :o

the last time i was in montreal we stayed an extra night after we played a gig, and we all ended up going to this huge strip club called supersex.. i agree with you on the weirdness of the whole experience. generally speaking, the people who hang out in strip clubs strike me as kinda scuzzy.. i don't want to be around them.

2/3 of the forums i frequent now have active talk of strip clubs and paying for sex...


time to post on ubuntuforums...

I tend to really enjoy strip clubs. I've made "friends" with strippers before, and I like giving uber big tips because it really is tedious work, like yall said. Plus, strip joints tend to have discounts for the ladies! Then again, I tend to go to very small clubs with less business; conversations flow easily and the DJs talk directly to me over the loudspeaker. I get drinks bought for me and win pool games by accident, so I think my situation is different from yalls. I'll have to go to a nice big one in Vegas or LA and see how it goes....update to come later.

im a fuckin bum so when i go to the strippers, it's with friends, and i have to be paid for the minute i get in the door for the cover. needless to say, i probly only get a beer and not much else. hold onto it for a looong time. maybe a table dance at the table we're sitting at. my sugar momma doesnt fuckin care. she has a better time than i do cause she has money though and only gives me some change to go on stage. i can't explain the awkwardness of telling a beautiful women you don't have enough/any money to look at them naked. theyre usually good about it. either theyre like "aw thats alright" or "how much do you have?" uhh not enough... i tipped the shooter girl the quarter i had one time. the black midget in the washroom even washed my hands when i told him i didnt have any money. but then there was the time some stripper thought i was gonna buy pot off her and when i didnt and just left after the bank machine was broke, some douche came up to me and asked if i owed a girl some money and then punched me in the face and other guys stomped my friend in the street. fuck Solid Golds, Neil. fuck it.

amen brotha, fuck that shit

I went to a strip club on thursday night for a bachelor party and I was drunk as shit. I enjoyed it though becuase my buddy brent and I sat in the very back and watched from afar.


I felt kind of awkward. I love naked girls and I love booze, but in different atmospheres.

I don't go to strip clubs. Enough said.

Also I am drunk off os some god damn beer called insanity, it sucked so bad and have me a massive headache so maybe it is what it is. Also this girl totally was trying to show me Little Miss Sunshine but it was a burnt DVD, and the DVD player and I would have none of it! I really want to see it now, but I have about $20 dollars in late fees at my video rental hot spot so I may just buy it....update to come later.

it's a good flick yo

It is a great movie!

I've never been.

sure ;)

I don't have to pay for medical school until I get in. ;)

work it while you got it! save up that nest egg!

I ain't got nothin'.

Ok, I have five really important things to say!

1. Stormy will you marry me?

2. Liss will you marry me?

3. Andrew(raublekick) will you marry* me?

4. I need a really good tax write off like I am/was getting married, and soon. I make more then a single person should so I have to pay alot of taxes in a few months :(. So marry me, I can be good when not drunk(I am drunk now but not wif we marry).

5. I think my gift for secret santa rocked!

6.(bonus!) I conviced 5 random people at the bar to drink what I was drinking for $6.50(and they liked it too!), and I had beeferoni last night, it kicked ass!

*Only in New Hampshire, and whatever else place lets that shit go down

It's also cool if you all or (yall ;) thats for you liss) say no, but know this I do put out! I promise you that!

I've fallen into a pattern we all know: the cycle of ordering the same few drinks at the bar. Give me a bourbon ginger, a jack and coke, a gin and tonic. I know I can switch it up with other drinks, but I want to try something new the next time I'm out.

Any recommendations?

beer? i'm not crazy about mixed drinks, except for rum and coke. white rum..

what about... gin and ginger? vodka and tonic? a ceasar?

Beer is always a choice, but it comes after the liquor.

I'll try a gin and ginger, though I think I'll prefer the bourbon out of habit. What's a caesar?

Vulcan Mind Meld!!!