Tuesday, December 8, 2009
DERP
I totally neglected in my last blog that fact that I have a mother fucking bunny. Her name is Derp and she's had a bout a million unloving homes since the semester started. I called home and my family agreed to adopt her. In the mean time she's staying in my apartment and my room mates and I are having way too much fun with it. She's beautiful and loves bell peppers. BUNNY!
Matthew Good weekend.
By's it's like this. I once told these wise words to a friend over coffee and cigarettes, and I honestly mean it "do everything in your power to get hit by a mother fucking car because that way you can mooch off your parents a lot longer and no one can judge you". My science degree isn't killing me, but it's ironic in a way. I'm getting a bachelor of science with a double major in Biology and Chemistry and eventually plan on being a grad student, unless i become interested in a faculty, and I'm doing this because I want to do the things I love. However, I love to read, I love to write, I love Marathoning tv shows and I haven't been doing much of any of this since I entered university. So essentially, by going to university to do what I love, I don't have time for all the things I love. So mooch off your parental units, and live your life, because once you enter university, unless you're doing a slack degree, you sell your soul Memorial University. So this is my explanation to why I haven't been blogging lately.
Finals bitches. Despite doing well for an entire semester, messing up one final exam can destroy your performance in the course and your GPA. My ass has been in the books for a couple weeks now so getting on here has been difficult. Unless you want to know how I totally owned thermo chemistry last night, I've had nothing to blog about. Except this weekend which had a few adventures that I shall share with you now.
Side Note: I just had to go to MUNPO and retrieve Susan's phone that she lost of side on the road. Her mom promised chocolate chip cookies for it's safe return so it was an offer I couldn't refuse.
Friday night I was at Gilbert having a few dredraaanks when Heather, Megan and Nicole showed up and we went to my place to ensure intoxication prior to a night of adventurous activity. We hit up Cabot which was pretty fun, I met a girl I hadn't seen in several years who recognized me immediately and after some memory searching I remembered her as well and we chatted it up a bit. Myself and the girls went down town where I actually had difficulty getting into Konfusion but once I found a girl with a bracelet that I got on my wrists with the help of the girls, I got in and met up with some girls from Marystown and we danced it up. I also danced it up with the mandatory downtown dirt bag boys who hang out at konfusion. The streets were filled with obnoxious randoms that George street seems to supply, they did a lovely job adding to the atmosphere. The night was slightly above mediocre but I have no complaints. Side notes include a guy downtown doing card tricks who blew my mind.
Saturday is a totally different story. Matthew Good. I had a fake id found on the floor of a bar downtown by a few friends that looked nothing like me. But after getting dolled up with Susan and Marie and waiting patiently in line, the id worked. A cougar was dancing up a storm in front of me to the opening band that had to replace mother mother called Bay Town Connection who no one really new. Soon she began chatting up a storm with me and helped me get to pretty much the front. I decided to cougar hunt and kept my eyes open for hot older ladies, sadly there wasn't any who fit the criteria I was looking for but I was damn well near the front of the stage and life was good. I have a passion for live music and when Matthew Good (who is made of magic and shits rainbows may I add) came on stage I was in complete euphoria for the next hour while he was on stage. Side notes include that a teacher from my high school was there and I love seeing teachers out of school and the cougar I befriended was weather a plether jacket. The show was amazing and afterwards complete and utterly happy I returned to Gilbert where my boyfriend and friends were hanging out and continued to have a decent night.
Then I woke up on Sunday morning and had an early tutorial. Back to the real world I go. In 8 days my exams will be over and life will be good again. Three weeks two read a small pile of books including "A hitch hikers guide to the galaxy" watch the first season on star trek the next generation and drink a fuck tonne of alcohol. I will try to blog again soon, but again, my life is the epitome of life sucking dullness so don't have high expectations.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
My weekend
So I know I haven't been keeping up with my blog lately however the excessive ass rape university likes to impose on you can really keep you occupied, in a screaming in pain sort of way ... yes that was indeed a great analogy. Anywho I'm here trying to write an english essay which is fairly important and due in less than 48 hours, however, sometimes people think youtube is more important than their friend's level of education. Yes I plan on retaliating in the future. Not really that wouldn't be awesome. So blogs don't take quite the intellect that a 20% term paper does so I figure I'll let you know what's been up lately.
Last Wednesday, a week from today I played my first game on D&D. I've been meaning to play for a while now, a few friends intrigued me and soon enough I got to play with Jake, Lilly, Curty and some guys named Dave and Mike who at that time were strangers. After developing a character who is a halfling rogue named Euphemia Tealeaf, I engaged in this adventure and it turned out to be a hella good time. The Dungeon Master, Mike, is really good and creating the visual of where you are during your quest and kicking some mythical creature ass can be pretty entertaining, not to mention 20 sided dice are pretty. Mine are pink and sparkley, I was impressed.
So enough nerd talk, off to drunken adventures! The weekend past it was Friday night and I was at Gilbert court, the parties there haven't been as pumping as they should. Dare I say getting drunk and making an ass of myself hasn't been nearly as entertaining as of late. So I was at this party and by 12:30 when my friend Curtis was heading off I decided that an excellent idea in my drunk state was to hitch a ride with Curtis to my cousin's house. Her brother was there for the weekend and I hadn't seen either of them in several years, but through facebook I was invited to a party. So I showed up about quarter to one and my cousin Chris was already passed out. My cousin Miranda was dropping tired, most people had cleared out and about a half a dozen of us remained. I was completely hammered after drinking a flask and four beer and ended up talking to this very nice guy whom I managed to have some intelligent conversation with. Intelligent conversation is a breath of fresh air and long behold, I ended up going home with a stranger. Don't get me wrong, this is not nearly as sketchy as it sounds. He was a perfect gentleman, we stayed up late having great conversation about books, webcomics, school, life and I probably blacked out for the rest of it. Not really. The next morning we got up, went downtown and got some coffee and bagels and ended up roaming downtown for a couple hours which I hadn't done in ages. It wasn't overly exciting, but it was actually a lot of fun. On the other side he probably thinks I'm a total freak and was only too happy to get rid of me. But for the sake of my memories I like to think he believes I'm a nice young lady. Maybe a friendship will progress.
Moving onto Saturday night! I was at Jake's and soon Lilly and Curty showed up to get our drink on. It was a little hard for me to drink as I had been hung over that day, of course I eventually manned up and got a sufficient buzz on. I'm getting frustrated with Lilly being designated driver because she totally needs to get messy wasted with me sometime soon, it hasn't happened in a while. Off we go to Lindsey's house. I never met her or a few of the people there before, and the same as the night before, I was clearly to youngest person in the room. I ended up gong for a few smokes and having good conversation with Mike the Dungeon Master of the D&D group and he turned out to be a really nice guy, I will be much less shy at the next gathering. He obviously seen my tits by the end of the night so it's hard to be shy after that. Side note: basically the whole party was my D&D group with a few extra people there as well. So we're drinking and talking and having a good time. Playing a few drinking games and smoking large cigars. I explored a bedroom where I found a bunch of reptiles, this made me happy as I love lizards and snakes and I really liked the whole party situation. Soon the subject of a titty bar comes up. Oh baby, did I ever make sure that happened. At one point the owner of the house was slowing sipping her cooler while the ride was waiting and I told her that unless she planned on showing me her titties she better chug down that drink because I'm going to see titties one way or another. She proceeds to show me a very nice set of boobies, I was further impressed and patiently waited for her to finish her drink.
Soon enough we are at the cotton club where I eyed the same nice old man who was buying me drinks last time and although he was on his way out, he still bought me a drink. I love that old guy. After sharing the stage with the stripper a couple times a dirty older man between 35-40 years old with that douche bag mustache that just screams douche bag sat next to me and began asking me what I would do with his huge cock, after basically screaming at him that I would never go near his old filthy cock he proceeds to talk to me about deep throating and other filth until I switched seats with Mike. I like Mike, he's a nice guy, he seemed offended that the douche bag mustache man was talking to me that way, which makes me like him a lot. After the encounter with the douche fuck I was finished with the cotton club and ended up going briefly to another place that I may be spelling wrong but I believe it's called the Celtic Hearth. We didn't stay there long and ended up going to get pizza. At the pizza place Mike IDed me because I was sad that I hadn't been IDed the entire night, Mike is good people. Then we all headed back to our places of residence and at Jake's I ate my pizza. Pizza is so god damn good when you're drunk.
Last Wednesday, a week from today I played my first game on D&D. I've been meaning to play for a while now, a few friends intrigued me and soon enough I got to play with Jake, Lilly, Curty and some guys named Dave and Mike who at that time were strangers. After developing a character who is a halfling rogue named Euphemia Tealeaf, I engaged in this adventure and it turned out to be a hella good time. The Dungeon Master, Mike, is really good and creating the visual of where you are during your quest and kicking some mythical creature ass can be pretty entertaining, not to mention 20 sided dice are pretty. Mine are pink and sparkley, I was impressed.
So enough nerd talk, off to drunken adventures! The weekend past it was Friday night and I was at Gilbert court, the parties there haven't been as pumping as they should. Dare I say getting drunk and making an ass of myself hasn't been nearly as entertaining as of late. So I was at this party and by 12:30 when my friend Curtis was heading off I decided that an excellent idea in my drunk state was to hitch a ride with Curtis to my cousin's house. Her brother was there for the weekend and I hadn't seen either of them in several years, but through facebook I was invited to a party. So I showed up about quarter to one and my cousin Chris was already passed out. My cousin Miranda was dropping tired, most people had cleared out and about a half a dozen of us remained. I was completely hammered after drinking a flask and four beer and ended up talking to this very nice guy whom I managed to have some intelligent conversation with. Intelligent conversation is a breath of fresh air and long behold, I ended up going home with a stranger. Don't get me wrong, this is not nearly as sketchy as it sounds. He was a perfect gentleman, we stayed up late having great conversation about books, webcomics, school, life and I probably blacked out for the rest of it. Not really. The next morning we got up, went downtown and got some coffee and bagels and ended up roaming downtown for a couple hours which I hadn't done in ages. It wasn't overly exciting, but it was actually a lot of fun. On the other side he probably thinks I'm a total freak and was only too happy to get rid of me. But for the sake of my memories I like to think he believes I'm a nice young lady. Maybe a friendship will progress.
Moving onto Saturday night! I was at Jake's and soon Lilly and Curty showed up to get our drink on. It was a little hard for me to drink as I had been hung over that day, of course I eventually manned up and got a sufficient buzz on. I'm getting frustrated with Lilly being designated driver because she totally needs to get messy wasted with me sometime soon, it hasn't happened in a while. Off we go to Lindsey's house. I never met her or a few of the people there before, and the same as the night before, I was clearly to youngest person in the room. I ended up gong for a few smokes and having good conversation with Mike the Dungeon Master of the D&D group and he turned out to be a really nice guy, I will be much less shy at the next gathering. He obviously seen my tits by the end of the night so it's hard to be shy after that. Side note: basically the whole party was my D&D group with a few extra people there as well. So we're drinking and talking and having a good time. Playing a few drinking games and smoking large cigars. I explored a bedroom where I found a bunch of reptiles, this made me happy as I love lizards and snakes and I really liked the whole party situation. Soon the subject of a titty bar comes up. Oh baby, did I ever make sure that happened. At one point the owner of the house was slowing sipping her cooler while the ride was waiting and I told her that unless she planned on showing me her titties she better chug down that drink because I'm going to see titties one way or another. She proceeds to show me a very nice set of boobies, I was further impressed and patiently waited for her to finish her drink.
Soon enough we are at the cotton club where I eyed the same nice old man who was buying me drinks last time and although he was on his way out, he still bought me a drink. I love that old guy. After sharing the stage with the stripper a couple times a dirty older man between 35-40 years old with that douche bag mustache that just screams douche bag sat next to me and began asking me what I would do with his huge cock, after basically screaming at him that I would never go near his old filthy cock he proceeds to talk to me about deep throating and other filth until I switched seats with Mike. I like Mike, he's a nice guy, he seemed offended that the douche bag mustache man was talking to me that way, which makes me like him a lot. After the encounter with the douche fuck I was finished with the cotton club and ended up going briefly to another place that I may be spelling wrong but I believe it's called the Celtic Hearth. We didn't stay there long and ended up going to get pizza. At the pizza place Mike IDed me because I was sad that I hadn't been IDed the entire night, Mike is good people. Then we all headed back to our places of residence and at Jake's I ate my pizza. Pizza is so god damn good when you're drunk.
This weekend beginning tomorrow night includes more random partying and a matthew good concert at the breezeway! Will the fake id work again? dun dun dun stay tuned!
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