When did this board turn into a soap opera? In other news, my advisor, who is a Harvard PhD, just sent me an e-mail with a smiley. I'm so confused.
My volleyball tournament is on March 17th. I am going to have the team over afterwards for food and much drinking. I'm trying to abstain until then.
For spring break I'm going to Vegas with about five friends from school. One of their parents has a time share there so we're staying for free. I'll get there the morning of St. Patty's Day and then leave the 20th. The ladies of the group plan on going to the spa on St. Patrick's Day so the gents and I will spend it boozing and the like. Just as a St. Patricks Day should be spent.
St. Patrick's day is the weekend before finals for me, yay! I'll probably still go out, but not go to Portland and get shitfaced like last year. I hooked up with this chick a few weekends ago and have hung out with her a few times since but haven't fucked her again. Tonight I'm going over to her place for "games and adult beverages", I assume this means I'm gonna get to fuck her again right? My translation is: "come to my house, and get too drunk to leave".
St. Pat's = derby day. Four hours of drinking and screaming at women who're elbowing each other in the face while on roller skates. This year, I'll be avoiding boxed wine and Checkers, though. Hooray, beer.
The great thing about St. Paddy's day is that it is the one time of year where it's marginally socially acceptable to wear my kilt in public. Oh yeah.
Sir, I must protest; I was not making plans to ski with this girl, and even if I was getting into her pants, it wouldn't have been in Vermont. All of your once-valid points are now nullified.
Well, even though YOUR plans to get laid didn't include skiing, you could say that she was... <wait for it> .... <still waiting> Spoiler YEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Boy, they're all returning all of a sudden, aren't they? Soon it will be Gris and Ironman giving their annual "fuck you" to ballsack. In that case, somebody write up boozy. I miss his mean spirited observations.
Well, while we're sharing, I had a total man-crush on Savage Henry. I bet he could take care of me and make me feel safe.