9:56 a.m. - 2007-09-23
\"Guys, remind me to never drink again!\"
Let's talk about last night, shall we?
To start off, I barely remember much of what I said or did, so you will have to bear (or is it bare?) with me.
I remember, leaving my apartment with my roomate Elizabeth's boyfriend Herb.
I also remember arriving at another girl's apartment and getting to laugh at her crazy boyfriend Tom again...he's a funny dude...oh, and at this point, I also remember having like half a beer.
Then me, Herb, the girl (can't believe I forgot her name), and Tom all leave the apartment and meet Elizabeth back at my apartment.
Herb then drives us all to this girl named...shit, I forgot her name too!'s place.
Once there, I waste no time. I have like two more beers plus a shot of some flaming Bacardi hard liquor (forgot the name of it).
Then, I remember us all playing a series of drinking-style card games, including one called "fuck the dealer." At this point, I also take the opportunity to guzzle down a series of mixed liquor drinks that Herb had made...I remember them tasting really good and me asking Herb if he was a bartender...all of this, while 311's "Come Original" is playing...I love that song!
By the time we are done with all of the games, I am PLASTERED. I could barely feel any of my limbs, everything around me's blurry, and i'm incoherently talking to random people.
I remember quite a few interesting conversations, though. For instance, Tom confiding in me about the fact that he is in love with his girlfriend, and his girlfriend talking to me about sororities and how much she loves her girls...I also remember her telling me that i'd actually get along very well with the girls of her sorority, which made me feel nice. I also remember Tom asking how I felt about Ian (why he brought that up, I don't know!) and me replying "He seems nice." I may have spoken to more people, but I forgot.
I then remember, once I was done talking to Tom's girlfriend, feeling sick as fuck. I even hear her at one point saying "Are you okay? Do you feel sick?" and me slowly shaking my head and thinking to myself "Yup, I am so going to puke tonight." Next thing you know, I run into the bathroom and puke into the toilet without missing it (score!).
I then come back out and for some reason, a series of people had gone out on the roof, including Herb and Elizabeth, who were probably making out. At this point, i'm thinking to myself, "okay, I just puked, so everything will be fine, I will not get sick or puke anymore, right?" WRONG!
I ended up puking a good ten more times...or atleast that's what it felt like, including on the couch, in the bathroom, and even outside on the ground.
As my puke-fest was going on, I sort of remember everyone saying my name and feeling a lot of hands and fingers on my back, rubbing it. I also remember, once I got into the bathroom with Tom (I guess he was supposed to be my designated hair holder), him sitting by me and falling asleep and me continually asking him (in slurred words, of course)to go outside so that I could pee and then him saying that I could pee in front of him!
I also remember another dude in the bathroom with me who kept hugging me and saying that if I needed anything to call him. I remember this only because as he was hugging me the scent of cigarettes on his clothes made me feel even more nauseous.
But...yea. All in all, it wasn't a pretty sight. I was sweating bullets and my hair was allover the place and I had one of those "i'm going to die tonight," feelings.
As Herb was taking us back home, I remember saying to him and Elizabeth "Guys, remind me to never drink again." YEA, RIGHT!!!
