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Colour me fuckin disappointed.

1. no gabby.. you are in DEEP trouble young lady!

2. no meg ... BOOOO

3. no daevion... ass

4. no everyone else i wanted to see >.<

you all should be ashamed of yourself.

Out of everyone I did see tonight, I was most happy to be able to spend most of my time watching Circe's enchanting dances.

Everyone else.. yeah Hi, nice to see you again.

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Colour me fuckin disappointed.

1. no gabby.. you are in DEEP trouble young lady!

2. no meg ... BOOOO

3. no daevion... ass

4. no everyone else i wanted to see >.<

you all should be ashamed of yourself.

Out of everyone I did see tonight, I was most happy to be able to spend most of my time watching Circe's enchanting dances.

Everyone else.. yeah Hi, nice to see you again.

<{POST_SNAPBACK}>

Poor dear... but of course, you don't remember me, do you? :tear :wink:tongue:

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I painted myself up it was fun. I got to see Crank and Dark Chylde again so I was pretty happy and circey too she looked cute. I got to dance some talked with Dark Angel a while seen Dirtywhispers and Lady Windstone the night was kind of a blur because I started drinking vodka at 5pm b4 going to the coffee house to meet the people. It was a good night tho.

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Colour me fuckin disappointed.

1. no gabby.. you are in DEEP trouble young lady!

2. no meg ... BOOOO

3. no daevion... ass

4. no everyone else i wanted to see >.<

you all should be ashamed of yourself.

Out of everyone I did see tonight, I was most happy to be able to spend most of my time watching Circe's enchanting dances.

Everyone else.. yeah Hi, nice to see you again.

<{POST_SNAPBACK}>

go FIGURE!!! the couple weekends i want to go, but can't...you go!!! grrr...jk...if i'm not in jail, lol, i'll try my DAMNED hardest to be there next saturday

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Ugh. Double ugh.

Jon and I went on Friday, a last minute decision, intending to go both nights. It was a lot of fun actually, had some great conversation with Saechalyn, Rambo & Crank.

But then we got sloppy.

We had already drank in the car. But then we bought a Long Island to share.

Then another.

Then another.

The first one would have been o.k. The 2nd one was so unnecessary. The third one came as a surprise and I did my damndest to drink ALL of it so Jon would be sober enough to drive us home.

But I had already done that with LI #2. So needless to say, I was very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very drunk.

I'm so fucking weird when I'm drinking - keep that odd, odd, tiny bit of reason about me that enables me to "protect" myself, yet still be sloppy silly. Only during the next day's reflection did I realize it would have been smarter to either a) "accidentally" drop both of them or b) run to the bathroom with them and pour them down the sink. Hindsight...

Poor Saechalyn got the worst of me - babble, babble, babbly babble. All freakin' night. At one point, Jon tells me I even shared personal information about the size & shape of someone's penis.

OH MY FUCKING GOD.

Saechalyn, I'm so sorry.

I never did black out. But I can't remember most of what I talked/babbled/spewed endlessly about. I remember Rambo looking fetching in his dress, and my t r y i n g to have serious conversation with Crank about jobs - sorry, dude. I just can't remember anything.

We bolted about 3:00 or 3:30 - who the hell knows.

Jon poured me into the truck and got me home - but not before zig-zagging around the barriers that were just coming down across the grouping of 4 railroad tracks near our apartment, while I hear the distant sound of a train whistle.

Bad, Jon. VERY bad!!!! I appreciate your thinking about my drunken condition, but next time, think more about my "as yet never once hit by a train" condition. Luv ya, Sweetie.

We got home, and somehow, I got naked. I DO NOT remember that part.

But the soreness that still lingers on my forehead is a testament to the amount of worshipping I did at the porcelain god.

OH MY GOD.

I was so sick. So sick. We live right down the street from Wyandotte hospital, and I was begging Jon to take me there at one point.

Sparing details, things finally subsided, and I went to bed. Well, face it, I passed out.

Woke up the next day around 10:30. Feeling SO not groovy. Figured I was still going to be sick. Then Fletcher got pissed at me for, well, whatever Fletcher gets pissed at me for and pissed ON me. Nice.

So after showering, cleaning up the bed, re-making the bed and pouring my sick ass back into it, I told Jon not to stay home all day for my drunk-ass's sake and go have some fun. So he did.

And shortly after he left, my stomach made about 3-4 noises that sounded like drains opening and almost instantly, I felt better. Weird. Never had it happen like that before.

I slept, woke up around 4:00 when Jon came home with my favorite "things I eat when I'm sick" items - Mrs. Grass' Noodle Soup and Vernors.

After that, we had a great evening together, but COULD NOT bring ourselves to go to the club again.

We gave the rest of our bottle of Hot Damn 100 to our neighbor, and for a while, are going to walk amongst the mostly non-drinking of society. Thankfully, they have Woodpecker Cider at CC, so our limit will now be 1 a piece, and nothing before or after from now on.

God bless us, everyone.

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Fierce Critter @ Oct 17 2005, 02:15 PM)

Saechalyn, I'm so sorry.

Don't be silly!  I had so much fun talking to you guys, it was great!  Sorry you got sick though, that is no fun. 

Oh, yeah.  I was there on Saturday, though in retrospect I probably should have stayed home  :doh

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Shit when I get drunk I ask saechlyn to feel her tits and shove my hand down her shirt and shit. So don't feel bad I get pretty out of control, but if she wasn't so damn hot it would be a different story.

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