So Kill Me

Since Xanga’s not let­ting peo­ple com­ment right now, I fig­ured I’d do you all a favor and write another post or two for you guys to com­ment on right here. :)

Let’s see… Wednes­day… oh yeah! That was the day I was… sulky. Spent most of the day at home. Was online, chat­ting and work­ing on var­i­ous stuff. Thoughts kept turn­ing back to the thing that was bug­ging me, so I tried to take a nap.

Got tired of turn­ing in bed, so I went back online. Wrote the post, and Amber IMed me about how she wanted to drink. I was gonna go to the final study break at MUGA, but I decided to drink instead. Went to pick her up. Oh, and Mommy Van’s away mes­sage said, “Mak­ing my spe­cial­ity, with SPICE!” so we stopped by. I thought it was going to be food we could bum off her, but Amber thought it was alco­hol. That’s why she’s the big­ger alki, not me. :) Quote comes from when we stepped through Mommy Van’s door -

Mommy Van, want to drink?!”

- Amber.

Now?!”

- Mommy Van.

Yes, I’m happy!”

- Amber.

Holy crap, how much did you guys bring?!”

- Mommy Van.

Amber had a shop­ping bag of stuff, and I had a gro­cery bag. Oh, and for the record, Mommy Van was very down to join us. :)

It turns out we were both right, though… Mommy Van was mak­ing alco­holic lay­ered Jello. Amber and I brought our sup­plies over and killed them pretty fast as we watched TV. (I was a pretty force­ful bar­tender.) More and more peo­ple came over. Ate some more, and Mommy Van busted out the Jello. Every­one was com­plain­ing it was too strong, so I chal­lenged every­one in the room to go piece-​for-​piece with me. I was hop­ing I’d get nice and drunk. Unfor­tu­nately, my stom­ach turned sour before the buzz hit. Every­one else went to Cantina’s, and I went home to pass out.

Sorry to Mike and Marissa for miss­ing your things. I wasn’t feel­ing too great. And I actu­ally didn’t even know about Marissa’s thing. And I hear I missed out at Cantina’s on top of that. Then again, I wouldn’t want to play Ten Fin­gers in public.

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  1. What’s mom try­ing do to her kids. Liquor them up with mys­te­ri­ous jello?

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