Heavy Machinery
Yesterday was simultaneously a pile of shit and a great day. I woke up at around noon to do some homework after a night of almost heavy drinking (Chris and Matt had somehow killed three twelve-packs, one of which was mine by the time I had arrived, leaving me with shitty Natty and a couple shots of vodka), hoping that I’d get some work done. My cousin showed up and hung out for a while, leaving me a little distracted and incapable of doing work. So after dinner (which was early), I headed to campus to get some work done. I got there are about 4:30PM, and then I sat for about an hour and did homework and realized that my Sunday agenda was much busier than my Saturday agenda. I finished up the draft of my FI paper and did my stat lab, and that really only left me with Arabic movies to watch and write papers on. So I waited around on campus for people to call me, since a couple of people had said we would hang out. Unfortunately, It was about four and a half hours before anyone decided to call me, and I was pissed off and depressed and on my way home when it happened.
At about 10:30PM, when Chris and I finally started hanging out, is when my day got way better. There was only an hour and a half left in the night, but we decided to just say fuck it and played one on one beerpong with Matt, alternating losers. At 11:30PM we cracked open the second twelve, and then decided to go to a party, which sucked anyways, so we were back at Matt’s by 12:30AM, with a slightly bigger entourage. Then we just played beerpong for like two more hours until we were all ridiculously out of control drunk. Normally, I don’t like talking about drinking very much because it makes me feel like a tool, but I feel like the pictures that surface on Facebook later today might need some… explanations. Because I honestly don’t remember all of them, and I’m not entirely sure what happened. I just remember Chris’s bare ass with writing all over it, and Cory copping a feel on me. So…
