DRINKING STORIES!!

[godix]

Maybe your true kind and jovial nature would manifest itself after a few drinks.

There is a slim possibility that I'd be kind and jovial. It's horrible thoughts like that which keep me sober. OTOH, as you point out, in vino veritas. Which is latin for "I'd probably end up with some random ugly ass fangirl (dear lord, let it be a girl. Please don't let me get drunk enough to think trythil is a cute 12 year old loli.), several STDs, a divorce, and maybe arrested for homicide." It's astounding how much meaning you can jam into three latin words.

[Otohiko]

I always found it ironic how the French and the Russians, two drunkard nations whom I've plenty of encounters with, act as polar opposites when really drunk.

The French get ridiculously happy and hyper, start dancing, getting incredibly social and yelling excitedly.
The Russians? The excitement generally somehow winds up into being pissed, moody, and with the urge to beat each other up.

Perhaps one reason I'm wary of pushing myself as far as drinking is all that Russian blood + upbringing

(Although admittably, there's more serious reasons for my wariness, as a number of my ancestors had certainly died of alcoholism-related issues)

[jasper-isis]

My roomie came back pretty smashed one night when I stayed in. She was drunk enough to be completely bewildered when I, standing about three feet away, phoned her as God. I also had fun pointing out the "stars" in the ceiling and the "unicorns" in the wall. >:D

[Minion]

SQ's story sounded like it was heading towards date rape

[SQ]

SQ's story sounded like it was heading towards date rape

Dude. There was this time when I was at school and I lived in.. School housing(not dorms) that were shit, but all my roommates were alcoholics. So I became alcoholic by association, right?

This was before AWA. Is was like my practice for AWA, I guess.

So anyway, there was this time when I was drunk for a straight week, not sober at all for seven days.

And in that seven days, I got molested like.. Twice. BY THE SAME PERSON.

And you know, he's still my friend. And you know, it actually wasn't that bad as people make being molested out to be. But then again, it wasn't rape so I guess I couldn't cry.

My problem when I'm drunk is this. I give a set of rules(Usually it's "pants stay on") and then say "Do whatever the fuck you want."
Which is probably why every time I get drunk it's not rape, because, well. I remember SOME stuff when I'm drunk, and I remember being really angry and violent about pants coming off.

But if someone starts grouping me, and they're all nice about it("You don't mind? Are you SURE") I pretty much go "Dude, you're a fucking pussy, if you want to grope 'em just group 'em already." And then it turns into a big feeling up spoon session.

But I'm not saying "Oho, time to feel bad at SQ now, she got molested." It's a risk I take and it's my fault for not saying no, and I know that. And I'm honestly kind of happy they happened the way they did(It could've been worse, for instance) and I've since learned from it(don't get drunk without a babysitter. >_>).

Now, my new problem is finding a babysitter who doesn't want to molest me when I'm drunk. Although I guess technically, we can argue it isn't/wasn't molestation, since I said it was okay? Whatever.


FUNNY DRUNK STORY.

So At AWA with my camera, right. I drank... SO MUCH. Apparently I drank more than what I thought I did. I had like only 3 tequila sunrises and sips of pretty much everyone else's drinks in Let's Trashy, but before I went to Let's Trashy, I had drank some expensive liquor at jbone's. And I think I had like... 3-5 cups of that(mixed with coke).

I go to the party hang otu, kinda tiring out by the last half. I remember making fun of myself for not having a steady hand, being stupid enough to give other people the camera(If one of you guys stole that thing I would've been fucked... Not that you'd steal a POS like my camera anyway), and making fun of how trashed Gene Starwind was. And I remember some stuff after the party when I talked to AD, McKeed(?), Vic, and some other people by ourselves.

And I do remember thinking that I wanted to talk to Ryno but was too retarded to actually go over there and talk to him.

So flash forward like... to Thanksgiving(USA)... Decoy and I are on Skype pretty frequently. We're arguing about something, I forget what, and he says "Nono, I'll call you. I'll call you." And I'm like "pfft, as if you have my phone number."
And then he reads out my phone number. And I'm like. "WTF. WTF. Who gave you my number?? I never gave you my number."

And he explains to me that at Let's Trashy, I came over to him, I said something like, "Hey, you're really hot, I wouldn't mind having sex with you."(WTF??) and I gave him my phone number. I said I'd call him back(He never gave me his number) and he put my number in his phone. And then I left.

That was the first time I'd ever completely blacked out, I think. And it's like. I remember all of what(mostly) happened the rest of the night. And to top it all off, that was a pretty new Cellphone. I'm surprised I actually could remember what my number was while drunk. 0_o;

[Minion]

surely you must know that your posting this in the sea of virginity, and now you're just gonna have alot more guys who want to hang out with you at awa to get in a few gropes while you're drunk.

or maybe thats your plan. sneaky...

[godix]

And he explains to me that at Let's Trashy, I came over to him, I said something like, "Hey, you're really hot, I wouldn't mind having sex with you."(WTF??)

Considering that Decoy recently got arrested for trying to return AIDS to the monkeys there's an obvious question here. Have you had an AIDS test since AWA?

[SQ]

LOL I wasn't fucked and we didn't mack. Sorry to disappoint, Godicks.

Minion: Every AMVer I've met so far is far from a virgin. Including myself. Which surprises me greatly. o.o;

[badmartialarts]

I have a fairly good sense of direction. I usually know what direction I'm facing (at the moment, more or less south) and I am pretty good at memorizing maps and things. This sense is one of the first things I lose when I drink, and I find it incredibly disorienting. I will literally stand up and not be able to figure out where my chair is to sit back down. And it's right next to me. This is why I don't drink very much, if at all.

When I was in Korea, I got fairly drunk, without realizing it. I stepped out of the club I was at and walked about a block down the street to a Turkish sandwich shop for a doner kebap (here in Kuwait they call them shamiyat shawirma or something like that, same type of sandwich). They are mighty tasty. After walking back out of the sandwich shop, the alcohol I had imbibed hit and I no longer knew where I was. I didn't know how to get back to the club. I wasn't really sure how to get back to post. It took everything I had at the time to stop from getting hysterical, but I managed. I knew the club was close, so I put my hand against the wall and walked a block down each road leading from the sandwich show (it was on an intersection of 5 streets). I found the club again on the third street. That was the first and last time I got drunk, I know now to stop as the disorientation kicks in.

[SarahtheBoring]

Kids in the Hall - Girl Drink Drunk

Sorry about the site it's on, but the content =

Nobody will serve me. I can be in the middle of 12 people who are all being served drinks and I will get skipped right over automatically. I'm not cute, so that explains it, but it's still pretty irritating. Just because I'm not going to give you a blowjob later, you can't be courteous and get me a Coke? Fuck you. ^_______^

Because of that, I don't have any stories. Last party I went to, four people went into the room where I was staying, fucked all over my blankets/pillows and left their clothes all over the room. Meanwhile, as I don't realize this is going on, some child who is Very Very Serious when he's drunk is trying to psychoanalyze me, which is, in its own way, terribly entertaining. He was polite, though, so hey there, kiddo from wherever: I hope you scored with one of those interchangeable blond chicks. Godspeed.

Oh, and a friend/family member found my org profile and Livejournal while drunk on the internet, which I still don't understand. That was a rather awkward conversation afterward.