Below are the 7 most recent journal entries recorded in tman85's LiveJournal:

Sunday, July 9th, 2006
9:07 pm	Ok...Why Do I need to Go to School in the summer... All The Reasons I like Summer: It's warm. Everything is Green. Everything looks better. Girls Dress nicer...Thats debatable but generally true. I can do stuff outside I can swim and the outdoors is great. Cottages and Beaches. All the reasons I hate being at school during the summer: Looking out the window and knowing I shouldn't go outside because I should be doing work My professor wants to rape me... See first reason I don't want to fail. I miss being in Windsor... Gahhhh.... Where's my rope... Current Mood: bored Current Music: A.F.I _December Underground (Comment on this)
Sunday, March 26th, 2006
7:34 pm	Downtown Chronicles: #28561 So the night begins with me turning on the projector, nearly burning my retinas looking at the sun and grabbing some beer. I am waiting for Ed and Vanessa to show up, and out of shear fear of being anally violated, I go and begin dusting the house. Like I was supposed to five hours earlier. One table and 5 seconds later my beer is finished and they still aren't here. Priority. Get more beer! I take this oppurtunity to start blaring some No Use for a Name to get me in the mood. And I was actually thinking of turning Japanese... Just as the song finishes I hear the doorbell ring and they are officially here. Now lately I am almost convinced that I am an alcoholic...Who predrinks by themselves when cleaning the house? Yeah Thats what I thought. Oh sweet. Some shitty song goes on and the goldschlager comes out of the fridge. I officially hate being the one who has to go buy the liquor...Everytime I pick something someone hates it. You figure it shouldn't be hard, especially since its just for three people... nope somehow murphy's law always ends up fishing hooking me for no reason. Yeah so Vanessa hates Cinnamon and the only other thing i have is beer, but like the seasoned drinking champ she is, she shrugs off her dislikes and pounds back the first shot with us... 4 shots later...I find myself soldering a piece of broken jewelry as two giddy third generation monkeys run around my basement LoL. j/k. So after my miserable attempt at fixing glasses this actually goes quite well. So it doesn't look like a complete piece of crap and the thing doesn't fall apart... Mission Success. Quality: Pitiful. Current theme of the night is NOFX and Old school punk circa 2003. I am in catchup mode, so I go and take a shot of martini and down a beer. By down I really mean drink super slow, until its slightly warmer than piss. At this point I am kind of feeling it. Ed and Vanessa were on slightly empty stomachs so they are definitely feeling it. I think my Liver took such a beating the last few days that it can't protest and just does what its told... hopefully that won't haunt me when it quits and I am the youngest looking liver transplant patient. But until then Party it up! I had no idea how weird of a night it was going to be. Ok so me and Ed have this thing that we have the stupidest, most pointless conversations... Does that change when other people are around. Most people would say yes, YOU ARE ALL WRONG. I can honestly say that every single disturbing, perverted, and inappropriate topic has been covered in a public place. Waaaaaaiiii lol. The car ride downtown was no different. After talking about my pedo bio teacher, making out with a viper and hanging out of the sunroof, we finally arrive at our final destination: The now famous parking garage on Park. The last few weeks this place has been a place of memories... or memories that we just cant happen to remember. After commenting on how good Vanessa looks and debating the pros and cons of pizza shoes, I mean stilleto heals, we are approched by this very Bummish looking guy. This guy have thin long brown hair, and had this really creepy look to him. Like he wanted to steal my shoes or something. After the first few words I noticed he was speaking the international Language of cheap person...I was quickly disoriented and had to analyze those words again. Free Drinks, Free Cover, No Lines... I was last in the group and saw Ed shrug the guy off. and continued walking toward Dantes...WAAAAAAAiiiit... Free Drinks... Did I hear you right buddy? The guy quickly confirms that my hearing isn't as shot as I think it is and after a series of hard bargaining (some grunts, nods and vague pointing) the guy gives me like 9 free drink tickets for this club named ICE... SCORE. This is going to be a good night. I swear this Brazilian passport thing is worked out to a science. Vanessa and I got it so good, no one even questions the authenticity of the photocopy. I actually get asked for a second piece less when I am around my gorgeous wannabe Brazilian friend. So this particular bouncer wants is curious and asks us where we are visiting from and I am quick to point out that I am from here and my friend is visiting from Rio. He asks her a question and Vanessa being the nonenglish speaker she is looks around like she has no clue whats going on. The bouncer loses interest and lets us in. Ok so there is a catch... You need to buy your first round to start using tickets....bastard. I swear if I ever see that guy again... I am going to get sooo many tickets its not even going to be funny. I guess there is a reason why this club was giving free drinks. Its not exactly in the busiest location, but the bar was pretty cool and the place played decent music. If only it was on ouelette it would be packed. Vanessa is so sympathetic and generous that she wants to go out and promote this place... F that! Its cold and I came to party not work drunk. Ok so we are out of free drinks, regular price is $3.75, and its empty....Audious! We make our way to Peppers, talking about how cool that was and our luck in getting those tickets. We get to peppers and there is this huge line and cover, but I saw my buddy Darko. He tells me that he can get "you and the girl in, but your stumbling friend is going to have to wait in line".... Great. Ok so I try to get my clearly inebriated friend Ed to talk to this guy and somehow prove that he is more sober than his appearance leads us to believe. Three words in and Darko cuts him out and is like you should just go, the bouncer probably wont let him in anyways. This is when Vanessa squeezes my hand and asks me how to say Fuck you in portuguese. I honestly say I don't know but Bitch is Puta. She tells me nevermind. Turns around and says Fuck you right at darko lol... so blunt. Hmmm I wonder if he will help me get into voodoo when I need it... probably not. Destination Dantes. Mission Random. Status Failure. Ok so Ed leads the way in the procession of club drunk. We show our ID's, The bouncer lets us all in. But they want cover... ok nm... we turn around get to the corner and one of those club promoters tell's us we can get in without cover. Ed leads the way, Vanessa and I lock arms as usual. and all the IDing goes sooo smooth. Once inside we get a few drinks. Sit down and then head to the dance floor. Ok this is the first time I start to notice that absorption is getting the best of Vanessa. She is still very coordinated... but something about the way she acts and talks when she is gone. Anytime she starts a sentenece with Thiago your soooo cuteeee *slur*. I know somethings wrong. We all head out to the dance floor. A lot of crazy and dirty dancing and Melis and Joe show up. Everyone goes nuts. Ed and them disappear to the Bar, source of all problems and curer of none. Never to be seen again. Crazy Dancing and making out continue until I need to break the seal and head to the washroom. On my way back I find Vanessa still were I left off. We start dancing again. And this girl just grabs me and starts dancing. Her friend sandwiches us... and boy is this sweet...however Vanessa is still right next to me and she looks pissed as hell. Ed shows up a few minutes later completely Wrecked with a drink in hand. I stop dancing. Go ask Vanessa to dance. She refuses. GGGgggg. So ed is still on stage. I go back and ask for the girls number. Right lets not make it a total loss. Already managed to piss off the person I actually care about. Ok 313. So their from detroit. I enter the other 7 digits. hit send hang up. Thinking that its going to log the number... Ok I know her name is Danielle. And thats it. At this point Ed informs me that to his wise choice of times...has just taking a lot of shots and can't drink the drink in his hand and wants me to drink it. He holds his hand out. Stumbles...falls drink spills everywhere. Almost like fly's to a rotting carcas, 2 huge bouncer guys show up and tell us we need to leave. I tell them I am going to go and grab my coat and Ed tells him that he needs to tell his sister something. I take Vanessa and we wait outside. It's cold. It's 1 and I am smashed! but still much better than my two friends. We debate on going home. They want to come over but Ed is currently in no condition to drive. We are right in frint of peppers but we need to pay cover...Crap! So I pay for them to get in. Its cheaper that a cab. We get a nice table by the dance floor and convieniently near the washroom. Both of them go to the washroom. Oh boy... Ed comes back a minute later and we both reminiss back to our sober days lol. I decide to go check on Vanessa. I can't see her from outside. So she must be in a stall. I go back and sit with ed. A few minutes later he needs to go to the washroom again. While he is in there. The washroom girl and bouncer come to me and ask if Vanessa was with me. I say yes and they tell me they are clearing out the washroom and for me to go and get her... Yahooo. I see her in the mirror by the paper thing and bring her outside. The bouncer instructs me to take them out. I agree. Walk 20 feet and duck into the dance floor. We stayed there until close. So about another 20-30 minutes. But near the end of it. Ed was standing only due to the giant pillar he was leaning on and Vanessa was a mess. No longer the stellar dancer from earlier, but very drunk and tired looking. We head out at close and make our way up the stairs to the Parking garage. I am following Ed and he gets out on the wrong floor. I was pretty sure we were on the top floor. So we make our way up the long way. Vanessa starts complaining that she needs to take a break because her shoes hurt. Ed's still moving up ahead and I pick her up and run after him. Man does that get tiring fast... If I fell that would have sucked! Finally we get to the car. Ed crashes in the front seat and I lay vanessa across the back. She tries making herself puke, but its not working. Ed on the contrary freely flows all of hi sstomach contents outside/on the floorpan on the doorframe. I just saw shiny and assumed the worst. Ok so there is no way he is driving home. I layed their for about 30 minutes trying to sober up and finally took the wheel. I wasn't too bad by this point. However the sounds of dryheaving in the back as I drive scare me. I stop several times but the door never opens. I stop by pilette park and go for a walk while Ed continues discharging the poison that kills him. Once we get to my house. Ed appears much better. He still leans on me while I carry Vaness in the door but he manages to unarm my alarm system first try and locks the door behind him. I lay her across the sofa downstairs and get them both pillows. Ed motions for the garbage and I get it. Not good. Vanessa wants to go to the washroom upstairs. I help her up the stairs and she pukes as I fetch some water. This is not a glamourous job at all... I want to sleep. I try giving her water and I get ed an Ice tea. Both refuse. I try again... ohhh welll. I go back upstairs and Vanessa is up in my room. I pick her up and fix my bed. And put her under the covers this time...and quickly pass out. Current Mood: exhausted Current Music: Queens of the Stone Age (Comment on this)
Thursday, October 6th, 2005
8:03 pm	So Maybe Danilo is Rubbing Off... Ok so I am 20... I don't want to be 20... I think after I am done spreading the word about alcohol and how it ruins your brain I will start to invent a machine so I can go back in time to before I damaged my brain to tell myself not to go out on my 20th birthday... The night starts off with us (being me and Danilo) doing shots as the women (mike and jeff) get ready. Danilo comes down with his 40 of Rum and we pour two glasses... (yeah genius idea). As soon as the liquid hell hits my throat I know the reason I don't like drinking rum. IT TASTES LIKE DEATH. We wash down the putrid taste with a nice refreshing shot of Amaretto and hit the road. The group that met at our house was the usual five of us that live there plus Mike's GF Danielle. The neighbours ended up not being able to come because one had figure skating at 6 and the other got scheduled to work... how perfect. They bought me cake though so its all good. The walk is pretty uneventful, just talk about brazil. We get to the SLC (Bomber is inside), and its early cause all cool people have their birthday on the 4th of October, Alexander Keith being one of them. Constantin and Adam are waiting for us outside because its not very busy yet but their is somewaht of a line. We go outside to the patio and then Adam grabs me and pulls me toward the bar. What does he order? A shot of tequila and two beers. I chug one of them and do the shot, as instructed, thinking I bought myself some time before my liver gets another hole ripped open. Nope, I turn around to see Jeff with a beer. Ok so I try to milk those two beers I milk for what seems like an eternity (20 min lol) and Mike strolls up with an Alexander Keith's... He gets angry that I still have beer infront of me and I feel bad and the rest and make a good dent in the other. So far things are pretty good not buzzing yet. 10 minutes later I am talking to this girl from class (while my brain is still functioning) and I didn't notice that everyone at the table left. I turn around cause I noticed that they weren't at the table and I see what looks like a procession of shot glasses... Danilo brings me two liquid cocaine, Adam bought me a Doctor pepper which is my new favorite shot, and Constantine continues with the tradition of tequila. This is NOT good. At this point I am buzzing pretty bad and have two beers and 5 shots infront of me oh and btw its like 10. Thinking that I might as well get it over with because they will keep buying me drinks until I puke anyways. So I do it all minus the beer. They all tasted pretty good, but immediately afterward I tried to think and all my brain could muster was "WTF ARE YOU DOING", and he proceeded to go on strike. So down a brain and a liver in the ICU. I walk around and I start meeting more people that were there for my birthday. Everyone wants to buy me stuff and commonsense kicks in and I politely refuse and say thanks. So from this point on this is what I remember. I remember dancing with catarina, who btw has a very unproportional figure much like say a crystal I know. Other than that I was a just a whole bunch of walking around and mumbling something representing words to people I knew. I feel tired and decide to go home sometime around 1-2. I walk out the door and I see these two girls selling pizza. One looks like a hot italian and the other was like asian of some sort I couldn't tell because my vision was kind of blurry, she couldn't have been that hot because she had two heads and four arms. Feeling the urge to spend more useless money on food and the fact that sucker was kicking in, I bought a slice of pizza and boy did it taste good. I continued to walk right past the free taxi service and made my way outside to start walking home. I made it like a block and I realize that I dont want to walk for 15 minutes and instead of being logical and turning around...No genius grabs his cell and calls the taxi company and tells them to pick me up at the arena which is like another 2 blocks down. Awesome... cause I felt like walking. I finally end up at the arena and there is nowhere to sit cause its cold... and the grass looks really comfortable. So I lay on the nice Wet, dirty ground. I am almost falling asleep, when I open my eyes I see what resembles a taxi cab drive away. I wonder why it would just leave like that... Ohhh yeah I am laying in tall grass in the dark and the arena is closed... Why didnt he see me :o(... lol. I try to get up and that pizza that I just finished eating decides that it wants to stay on the ground... ok and out it went. I continue my walk, now one pound lighter thank you very much, and it seems like an eternity before I get home. Ok now here is when my story begins to differ from what Sarah tells me. Apparently my roommates couldn't find me and they ended up each going home at different times. I saw her and her friend dancing and I started dancing with her. This is when I was really drunk and couldnt dance. Apparently I was like touching her arm and her hair and stuff. Oh yeah and she kept telling me not to touch her ass and I kept doing it cause it was funny. This is when she started getting Jackal and I told her to eat shit. She told constantin to take me home but he was just laughing... I talked to him today and he said I was just being drunk friendly... hahah which seems more right... because she said that constantin kept touching her ass too... and this guy is the shyest guy ever... btw Sarah is very permiscuous and she was probably just angry that the guy that she liked left cause I started dancing with her ... hahah. Moral of the story... Don't Mix, Don't get older and go to sleep before you do dumb stuff... If I was danilo I would have done something really creepy... 29 on saturday is not going to be much better... I am putting money on myself getting kicked out...lol. Current Mood: lethargic Current Music: Social Code - Perfect Grave (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, September 22nd, 2005
9:29 pm	Craziest Night... Chronicles of Danilo By Thiago Avila OK So Things With the Neighbours were a lot better after this and Danilo Regretted a lot of things but due to requests this article must come down... Current Mood: restless Current Music: Death Cab for Cutie (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, September 2nd, 2005
8:51 am	Ok WTF Happened Last Night? Ok Problema Numero Uno...Tequila Numero Dois ... Me Ok so I am currently really tired. Just got woken up by a truck cause my windows are open. I have a splitting headache because I went to bed without drinking and anything and the washrooms have puke in them....OK things are looking up... Ed by chance did I lay on the road and have a truck drive over my head? Ok so last night we went bowling at Rose bowl for what seemed like 15 minutes...good times. Ed won won game and I won the other. Sorry Vanessa haha. After that I drove like an idiot to Arby's and unneccesarily ordered more food. My food took forever to make and I took forever to eat it... pretty typical. My wait consisted of me and Vanessa randomly laughing at Ed for no reason. Good Times GGgggg. Ok after the eternity of me eating I made my way the super long distance to Zehrs so Vanessa could get some pineapple juice. Ed wanted to stay in the car so he could beat it to my driver's liscense. We come back ten seconds later to find eat just relaxing on the car... boy he's quick and no stains on my car...Nice. So my house it is. We get there and I immediatley eat again with Vanessa and Ed plays kareoke for a bit while we are eating. This is where things begin to get blurry. I make some 2 shot Malibu/Pineapply concoctions and mine is done prety quick. Then me and Ed do couple shots of Mexican Poison and Vanessa does one too. Off to my room to the music machine. Pretty uneventful, just typical kareoke for about an hour until we start doing shots again. Here is where my memory begins to fail me. Vanessa sang this boring song, I don't know what the name of it was but it was almost successful in knocking me out but I survived. I went downstairs to grab some chocolate sauce and chocolate due to a special request. Ok seriously this is where I need Ed to tell me what happened. I remember me feeding Vanessa chocolate, a lot of random kissing and ass grabbing, and then....me cleaning choclate off the floor. That is it. Ok so I wake up to my face on FIRE.... It is burning more than a hookers ass with hemmoroids. Seriously I wake up and begin panicing. Then I open my eyes... notice I am almost naked...just lying there in my boxers with 5 guys standing around me....Yahooo... Leandro but that 2-4-1 stuff on my face...and now they are going to gang bang me hooorray... I don't know when I passed out, what happened before during or after. When my clothes came off, when Ed and Vanessa left and who puked in the upstairs washroom and downstairs. Hmmm there was rice in it and chicken so it was either me or vaness. No back to sleep. I'll get answers to my questions later. OR maybe I'll go to the Cayr Waysh and find out... depends on how motivated I am. Current Mood: Whats Wrong WithNotRemembering Current Music: AFI - The Great Disappointment (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, August 27th, 2005
2:29 am	Worst Night Ever... Worst is a relative thing though. Ok, so my day started with work and work I did. Well for the middle part of the day. At the beginning I slept because I was really tired and I had no work to do. I took the pool car as I always do in the morning. Found a nice spot in the parking lot under a tree and reclined the seat and turned the radio on. Did that do about an hour and then I got paged and actually started working. Work is actually pretty tough when you are working, butthe second half of the day consisted of talking to Steph and getting conflicting information. Ok so time to go home and I decide to go get my car washed. I go to Mankay's work but he's already gone home. This tall, punk guy with a medium build comes and asks me what I want. I tell him the ultimate sounds good. Ok then their boss comes out and their all staring at this track, hmmm good time to take that ticket book and give myself a basic lol. So I pay for this basic wash and watch all the goodies come out as I stand there by the window, undercoat, triple coat wax, underbody wash...the works. So I finally arrive at home and my dad's standing outside and he's like "We are going to fish and chips, want to come?". Well how can a hungry boy refuse free fish and chips. So I go there dressed in my formal attire. Man I feel young. The youngest person there other than me and Leandro is older than my grandma. The food was good though so I can't complain. Leandro drives home and I must say, his driving has improved trememendously, we didn't hit any stray trains on the way home, even the moving ones. I get home and lay in bed talking to Vanessa as I get my news straightened out. Apparently everything I was told earlier in the day was hearsay. So I tell the two lovebirds (Banning and Mankay) to call me around 8:30 if I am not up cause I was planning on sleeping. Ok, lets just say the alarm clock won this round of tag lol. Everymorning is the same stuff. Thing makes noise, I kick its ass, 5 minutes later it comes back asking for more. Lets just say this continued until in one of my beatings I accidently turned it off and woke up at 9:45. I look at the computer.. both of them are offline. Maybe they came by and I was sleeping so they left...Nope nothing on caller ID. So I call Ed's cell phone and he is occupied by his plate full of food and tells me that he'll be here in 30 minutes. At 11:10 they finally arrive and Vanessa was looking much hotter than usual. I thought she was wearing a dress but later I was corrected... skirt it is...And this cute top that made her look pretty sexy. Ok so let the crazy night begin or so I thought. Nope... Vanessa says she is not going to drink. I already see this being a lame night. Yeah Yeah. Lets me and Ed get drunk when everyone else is sober so much fun. I don't see anything crazy happening anymore. Yeah when I am drunk around sober people I try to keep as much of my diluted dignity as possible. We kick ass at Euchre as usual except for the second game when we lost a huge lead to my brother and Ed. (and yes they made out after to celebrate). Yeah we added a twist to the game and we were playing puchre, but the winners were drinking anyways? For the love of alcohol? Moral of the story is we didnt drink that much. Ed got drowsy and wanted to leave. I think the fact that he was tired has a lot to do with it. We played fooseball with Leandro and his Friends, we tooled them. Vanessa isn't too bad at defense, and can score too. Ed was on the computer sending me stupid messeges that I just finished reading and getting pissed at and apparently a pool table is a nice place to lay down. I title tonight pointless drinking day #301. At least I got a hug and Ed hugged my pants. I enjoyed the latter more... it made my heart melt LMAO. Current Mood: I am Wired... Current Music: Metallica - Jump in the Fire (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, August 22nd, 2005
8:48 am	I Love the Park Part 2 of 99 - By Thiago Avila OK, so it is two days after Steph's official birthday and I decide its finally time to start to make my frist official entry. Ok so the night begines with me showing up at Ed's door all sweaty and tired from playing doubles tennis with my friends Peter G. and Dennis. Typical situation arises where mankay answers the door, we exchange hand signals and then I enter. The purpose of the excursion is to source some ingredients for my favorite drink, the Holy White Russian. So we are the LCBO and quickly notice that everyone else has bailled on us and that we will be forced to drink 52 oz of alcohol ourselves just for predrinking. We both look at each other give the typical nod and procede with caution. So I get back home and I am hurrying to get all this stuff chilled and mixed then I get in the shower and run myself over to Manaky's house. Where I am greated by J, Melis, Christine, Steph and my not so secret admirer Antonella. So almost immediately after arriving the two alky's (J and myself) proceed doing shots of Jager with Steph, awaiting the arrival of the secret ingredient so I can begin making the White Russians. After two shots Ed comes back from Charles house holding the freshly chilled milk in his hands as my face lights up in joy. OK so I go to work and today's magic number is now six, so six shots in each of the four glasses and some milk to top it off. I distribute the poison accordingly and soon enough me and J are finished the chocolatey goodness and are refilling. Rinse and Repeat a few times and that brings us to our next shot and a half of Jager...woohoo. My shot taking skills look like they are coming back to me, after Mondays fuck up. So J and I are sitting there in the computer room discussing how bad are condition is going to be after the 12+ shots we took finally arrive in our bloodstream, when Ed Sr. Walks in the room to ask the usual questions i.e. Who's driving, where are you going, What is that giant bulge in your pants... Well this time I think he could tell I was a little buzzed and the fact we both had full cups in our hands and questions me on being "Stiff" but I brush off the comment as me just being hot, because Ed's house is always like 102 degrees close to the tempurature of my room after the door has been closed for any period of time. Ed mentions that we need to go Vanessa and April's to pick something up, I look at it as a much needed break in our suicide mission...Wait... What Break? We are bringing our cups with us in the car. So .... Smart. I can tell at this point its going to get worse. We went there but J and I stayed in the car and finished our drinks in about...hmmm 15 seconds or so. We get back and are told the cabs are about to arrive, so we pressure Ed into taking a few shots of Jager and finishing his 50/50 white Russian. At this point the cabs arrive and we are feeling pretty good. We all tell ourselves that we are not buying any drinks other than stuff for Steph... boy were we wrong. We arrive at the "Ouelette by Park" ... Wait Nobody is here... Somewhere along the way J incorrectly converted Smart into Stupid and we were left standing in front of Cheney's after walking a block backwards to this park. Promote this man...I can't blame him though White Russians do that to a man. So we walk to "Ouellette by 29 Park" and are greated by the group of girls. We get in no problem and Steph and I make our way to the ATM to connect the siphon to my bank account... Little do I know how dangerous it is having an ATM in such close proximity to the bar. Melis, Steph and I all go and do a shot of tequila. We waited a bit but when I finally got mine it was good. That started the theme of the night with tequilla being the star player in this throw-up marathon. Ok I get back to the group and I feel a warm hand grab me, I turn around and see Antonella and she brings we toward the empty dance floor. Ok not bad she wants to dance I can live with this. She gets real close next thing I know she is kissing me... in the middle of the pretty empty dance floor with all her cousins and my friend watching... hmmm not awkward. So I abruptly put an end to that and she looked disappointed. We go to the bar and we do another shot of tequila. I know exaclty what she wants to do but not here and not now... I make my way back to Steph and Melis and then J round up the herd and buys what seems like a small army of shot glasses filled with tequilla. When we finished decimating the tequilla, Vanessa, April and Maureen show up and the real party begins. Some good music comes on, typical dance/latin based music, and we all start to dance. Ed and Vanessa disappear, and I decide it was my turn to buy a round so Ed being AFK I found a suitable replacement in Maureen and the group did another shot of tequilla. Back to the dance floor. Wait. I am out of money, so I go back to the ATM and take out as much as I could...Wait "Limit Exceeded" ... Fuck. So I go an try again. OK $40 works. So on my way back I see Vaness and Ed still parked and idling at the bar. They must have been there for like 50 minutes and Ed doesn't look impressed. I take the oppurtunity and order a second round when Ed get his first, and spend more money likes its burning a hole in my pocket... yay. Ok, so now at this point...I am wrecked but I am still pretty sane, still have some motor skills and I haven't got slapped yet. So Ed convieniently disappears and me and Vanessa start to dance. Things are looking up. That continues for about 3 or 4 songs until we are both to hot to continue and we return to the group. I return to find Mal, Nancy (a friend of hers), and Christines neighbour Chantelle. Ed is dancing with Chantelle, Steph is pole dancing around this pilar cause without that support she would surely collapse. Hmmm well I still want to dance so I started dancing with Mal, she is a pretty good dancer by the way. After that was over she politely excuses herself and tells everyone she needs to leave and I am informed that Tona was kicked out... oh so that's where J went. Ok so back to dancing with Vanessa, Steph and Ed. I began to wonder what happened to Melis, April and Maureen but I never Really give it much thought. Sweet, summer of 69 starts playing and everyone goes crazy and then some other song plays and I am back to dancing with Vanessa...ok I just want someone to hit the reverse button and keep on repeating this part for a while...but that doesn't happen. Steph starts to not look so good and J tells me they are going home and Vanessa came back and told us the Melissa was puking in the washroom. GGgggg. Ok so smart logic tells us to stay at 29 and wait for April and them. However Ed is determined to go outside and try and fit 7 people into a cab made for four... Mission Failure. Ok, so if you can't fit 7 people in a space for four, walking home is the next logical progression...promote this man. Ok at this point Ed is probably one of my best friends and knows more about me than probably anyone but this is a fucking stupid idea... So I walk off to try and back into 29... surprise surprise it doesn't work... No more resevations and the guy doesnt believe me I was inside already. I wasn't about to get into a line of 20 either. Ok Ed is determined to walk the 20 km trek home and refuses to let me call a cab, and Vanessa being his cousin who does not want to let him get anally violated on his journey wants to keep him company. So we walk about 3-4 blocks and are no where near home and it is about 12:55. Mankay is finally seeing that a cab is looking like a feasible choice, though making it extremely clear that he would walk and that it is my poor conditioning that I didn't and not the fact that it was utterly stupid to do so. So I keep track of the km on the way home and the number is 19KM... plus distance we walked downtown and my estimate wasn't too off. Ok, so we get to Ed's house and we decided that we all wanted Wendy's but we had no way of getting there. Ed was sure he was ok to drive, but he just finished saying that he saw two of me...Sober people do that right? I tried not to let him drive, but it wasn't working... I swear we really need to stop doing this. Someone is going to get in a lot of shit one day. I figure I should go just to help him out in case he start dozing off, as he has helped me out countless times before. So we come back to Ed's house with our Chicken Strips and Burgers, when we see Ed's dad at the door. he immediately starts to question our condition and Ed calmly states he had one beer, which isn't so much of a lie because he really did only drink one beer, the tequilla and White Russians were just non-important details lol. When April, Maureen and a very ill looking Mellissa poured in Ed points out how he saw to Aprils and I start laughing. Melis immediately starts to empty the contents of her stomach as we continued eating. Give or take 15 minutes from this point Ed passes out followed promptly by Vanessa. I continue to offer some advice to melis and get some water...but it is futile as she has a Made in Phillipines Liver with two XX chromosomes. Poorly sized for the amount of punishment that was given to it. There should really be a recall on those... I offer my bed to Vanessa and Maureen. Maureen refused because she was leaving and Vanessa just mumbled something. Ok, so I just lay there listening to the background music of periodic gushes of bile followed by the sounds of a broken accordian for an hour of so until I passed out. Part 3 ETA Friday August 26, 2005 Current Mood: One Week Left...Counting Down Current Music: Acceptance - Different (5 Comments |Comment on this)