So come on and chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self Chickity-check yo self before you wreck yo self Yeah, come on and check yo self before you wreck yo self Cause shotgun bullets are bad for your health
Drunk and I gotta work a night shift tonight. I am off on Saturday thankfully today. I remember when we first had sex-ed in school, there was one girl that had to leave because her parents wouldn't allow her to learn it. I'm really curious how fucked up she turned out.
I'm getting off work in an hour, right around when the Laker game is starting. I'm poor, so I gotta find some cheap liquor somewhere before the game starts. I think someone mentioned Admiral Nelson earlier. I saw that last time I went to the liquor store and started laughing because it looked like such a ripoff of Captain Morgan. But it is a lot cheaper so I think I'm gonna give it a shot tonight. Seeing as I'm poor, I'm gonna try to stay away from the bars tonight. Probably just gonna drink with my roommate, and play some Call of Duty once the Lakers win. And if (when) I'm hungover tomorrow, it's Saturday so who gives a fuck.
Ice Cube? As in the actor with the awful pseudonym? I'm about 24. But that is neither here nor there.
strangely appropriate. Just got home from work. Might crack my deucer of Rogue's Smoked Ale. Campfire in a bottle.
Home at last. Gonna have a nice, cold Coors Light or two before I break into my new bottle of Glenlivet French Oak Reserve.
Finally relaxing with a drink. Love my whiskey. Then tomorrow and Sunday reading a ridiculous amount. Fucking law school ... 2 weeks back and I feel like I'm starting to twitch again. So fuck it I'm gonna enjoy one night off.
I've been drinking all day because I'm in milwaukee and there's nothing else to do. So pumped for vikes/saints on Sunday. Don't see book of eli. I hated it.
After 30% of us got the axe, and the rest had their pay reduced, I retreated to my bar for some shots of Patron chased with Red Bull and vodka. I'm well on my way to an epic night.
Went out for sushi/sashimi. I think the miso soup gave me MSG syndrome. Pardon me while I try to reconcile the fact that MSG has not, in test after test, ever been correlated with "chinese food syndrome" (nevermind that it was Japanese), and go out and get a panzerotti. Frankly, dainty bits of raw fish can't quite be called sating. Having not eaten much sashimi, or even sushi with raw fish, I was rather pleasantly surprised - raw salmon don't taste like much, but the texture is pretty close to lox.
I finally got the internet at my house! Chater, you are a pussy; you should be drinking the Captain Morgan 100 proof like I am. Trust me, it is soooo much better.
So pumped for watching the game while drinking all of the beer in my sisters' apartment. They're having some friends over so it's obligatory I head over there and get hammered with them. Keg parties tonight and tomorrow night. Pregaming with a roommate and some vodka and coke with lemon. Good times.
Now fantastically drunk pretending that I don't have to read 100+ pages over th next few days. The State of Denial is right now my home country
They don't understand flavors. If you tell her you have grape soda she'll look at you like a monkey doing a math problem. If you tell her you have purple soda she'll be yours for the taking. I was gonna take it easy tonight but the weather is pretty shitty and I kinda feel trapped in my house. Drinking helps me cope with feelings.
Going out to the shed to try some new pot my neighbour calls "The Widow Maker." I'll tell you about it soon.
For my writing workshop I have to write a narrative poem based on a family member meeting a famous person. Considering my Dad is a complete drunk, the possibilities here are endless. I need to do this before I get drunk tonight, so give me some suggestions. Who should my dad run into? What should they do/talk about. And please, semi-realistic please.