[Tuesday]
fucking up harcore
shitshitshitshitshit
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Last Thursday was a pretty shitty day, mostly because of the whole "I've been working for 9 days straight" thing I had going on. I got Friday off though, which was needed beyond belief, although for all the wrong reasons. Instead of doing the "right" thing (in this case study like a mofo and do a weeks worth of review in all my other classes) I made the trip up to Ann Arbor in order to party like a fuckin' rockstar - and did I ever.
Through a bizarre twist of fate (kinda) I found myself in possession of a fifth of Everclear and a pint of Bombay Sapphire dry gin. Not counting the various drinks in the friends dorm room I was staying in, (I bought it for her, so she owed me anyway) or all the free, although shitty, beer that would be all over every party within 10 miles. Now, it's kind of been a dream of mine ever since I started reading Tucker Max to try his signature drink, the Tucker Death Mix. Made with Everclear, Lemon-Lime Gatorade, and RedBull, this stuff is literally the Special Olympics in a bottle. Combine that with the 7 or so shots I had afterwards and I was getting ready for a fun night out.
To start the night out we went to a highlighter party which was pretty fun I guess, except for the fact no one told me beforehand and I would have liked a t-shirt to write stupid shit on. I saw some random ass kid who I'm almost positive I've never met in my life and he fucking runs up to me yelling "Whats up man! How crazy seeing you here!" and giving me a high-five. I think he was the crazy one, and not the incident of us both being at this party. I played along though like a pro and we bullshit for a few minutes talking about how "random" it was seeing each other. Whatever, I'm sure it made him happy for the moment, and it makes a funny story for me.
After a while, we slowly made our way out into the street because this girls roommate wanted to go with some guy and we didn't feel like putting up with her whorish bullshit. Let her get raped, I'll still sleep fine tonight. We slowly made our way to this one frat's "Jimmy Buffet" party, which wasn't really my thing. None of his music, too crowded, and it was a total sausage fest. Oh, I wasn't too into the margaritas either, so yeah. Lastly, we went to the frat usually visited for pre-game festivities but no one was there and there was puke on the floor somewhere so we weren't too excited for that.
To end off the night, we stumbled our way to "Big Ten Burrito". The prices were more expensive than the Moe's I used to work at, and the burritos were smaller, but whatever it was 1 am and we were starving. I didn't realize until the next morning that I was somehow coaxed into paying for the burrito of the person whose dorm room I was staying in. An $11 burrito. Awesome!
Saturday Night was pretty great as well. I got off work around 10:15 or so, hung out with some friends, and then went to my ex-manager Mary's legendary birthday/Halloween party. The costumes were pretty wild, I got to see a few old friends, and they had 2 kegs of Rolling Rock, which was pretty damn sweet. Also, some guy from the Beastie Boys "Sabatoge" video was there. Random celebrities are pretty neat.
fucking up harcore
shitshitshitshitshit
---
Last Thursday was a pretty shitty day, mostly because of the whole "I've been working for 9 days straight" thing I had going on. I got Friday off though, which was needed beyond belief, although for all the wrong reasons. Instead of doing the "right" thing (in this case study like a mofo and do a weeks worth of review in all my other classes) I made the trip up to Ann Arbor in order to party like a fuckin' rockstar - and did I ever.
Through a bizarre twist of fate (kinda) I found myself in possession of a fifth of Everclear and a pint of Bombay Sapphire dry gin. Not counting the various drinks in the friends dorm room I was staying in, (I bought it for her, so she owed me anyway) or all the free, although shitty, beer that would be all over every party within 10 miles. Now, it's kind of been a dream of mine ever since I started reading Tucker Max to try his signature drink, the Tucker Death Mix. Made with Everclear, Lemon-Lime Gatorade, and RedBull, this stuff is literally the Special Olympics in a bottle. Combine that with the 7 or so shots I had afterwards and I was getting ready for a fun night out.
To start the night out we went to a highlighter party which was pretty fun I guess, except for the fact no one told me beforehand and I would have liked a t-shirt to write stupid shit on. I saw some random ass kid who I'm almost positive I've never met in my life and he fucking runs up to me yelling "Whats up man! How crazy seeing you here!" and giving me a high-five. I think he was the crazy one, and not the incident of us both being at this party. I played along though like a pro and we bullshit for a few minutes talking about how "random" it was seeing each other. Whatever, I'm sure it made him happy for the moment, and it makes a funny story for me.
After a while, we slowly made our way out into the street because this girls roommate wanted to go with some guy and we didn't feel like putting up with her whorish bullshit. Let her get raped, I'll still sleep fine tonight. We slowly made our way to this one frat's "Jimmy Buffet" party, which wasn't really my thing. None of his music, too crowded, and it was a total sausage fest. Oh, I wasn't too into the margaritas either, so yeah. Lastly, we went to the frat usually visited for pre-game festivities but no one was there and there was puke on the floor somewhere so we weren't too excited for that.
To end off the night, we stumbled our way to "Big Ten Burrito". The prices were more expensive than the Moe's I used to work at, and the burritos were smaller, but whatever it was 1 am and we were starving. I didn't realize until the next morning that I was somehow coaxed into paying for the burrito of the person whose dorm room I was staying in. An $11 burrito. Awesome!
Saturday Night was pretty great as well. I got off work around 10:15 or so, hung out with some friends, and then went to my ex-manager Mary's legendary birthday/Halloween party. The costumes were pretty wild, I got to see a few old friends, and they had 2 kegs of Rolling Rock, which was pretty damn sweet. Also, some guy from the Beastie Boys "Sabatoge" video was there. Random celebrities are pretty neat.