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its been a while -- but 'alas return, and count, six by seven, perhaps time times time is nine. answer with a hello only to deny the exchange at all. don't leave us, that transfer of conscious... |
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| Friday, April 27th, 2007 |
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its been a while -- but 'alas return, and count, six by seven, perhaps time times time is nine. answer with a hello only to deny the exchange at all. don't leave us, that transfer of conscious... |
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| Thursday, April 6th, 2006 |
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I ONLY write poetry when I'm drunk. Is that bad or just a cliche? From last night (remember: I was drunk and Angry. The plot has holes and is mostly irrelevant) I sat, not wanting the cigarette lit and smoking in my hand. The toilet lid creaked under my weight, it was the only seat in the house. The only seat in the house away from him, at least. I took a drag loving the action hating the taste. Life was trekking onward. The sheer irony of appearing on this earth and being expected to figure shit out in a mere 70-90 years (if your lucky) resonated loudly in my skull for the umpteenth time. Suddenly, reality roiled back to me in the living room, where I'd migrated to, 40 oz in hand. I still wasn't talking to him. Gary Ginsberg? Any relation to Allen? Wouldnt that be something? Now writing for some cheesy propaganda-laced sitcom about the misadventures and woes of a forensic archaeologist. Allen's spinning in his grave but it captivates the masses... I rolled my eyes at the TV and looked elsewhere. The suicidal, only-child Gay tittered nervousely at the awkwardness in the room. My eyes slid over to HIM. He sat there in faux seriousness trying hard to care but then realizing his attention had drifted from the emotional tumult that was exhausting me at that very moment. Why was I here again? Oh yeah. Life. Suffocating uncertainty wrapped in a heating pad of habit and fear of change. That is my life. FOR CRYING OUT FUCKING LOUD! The strains of his pitiful wailing and unorganized guitar picking was grating on my nerves. Boy, wouldnt it be nice if he wasnt bluffing and ended this idiocy once and for all. If I did it, I'd be a "bitch". I took his virginiy after all. We all know how women react when the one who took their virginity promises not to leave and then does. I'd only marry him because he'd be loaded when his parents croak. I turned my gaze back to the TV. A girl likes stability, pradictability everyone in American culture knows that. I wish there were absolute truths one could always rely on. Silly bitch, wishing is for the Disney Company. I wrote "FUCK YOU" on a piece of lined paper 135 times. It will fill the whole paper, save for the blank part on the top. I never write on that. It's amazing how words lose their meaning if you write them too many times. |
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| Saturday, June 18th, 2005 |
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ohh just wasted!! i'm telling you that people should HIRE me for graduation parties. i just go in and fire up all the old people to play drinking games. julie and i had to drive 15 minutes to find ping pong balls, but the end result was beer pong with the old folks, followed by flipcup with the same. i thought i was going to vom on the way home, but i made myself pass out and instead am eating wheat thins with cream cheese whilst typing on my moms computer with a mild buzz. i miss my cats. it's time to drive home. assoon as i sober up. WOOT |
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| Wednesday, June 8th, 2005 |
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| Sunday, May 1st, 2005 |
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Hi, I'm tina, I'm a drunken college student at UCSB. what the fuck, people... why aren't drunk people updating more? I for one am pretty drunk right now and OUTRAGED and the lack of drunken banter on this community. hmmm. It's kinda late, so I am actually about to pass out, but I just felt like introducing myself and leaving a comment. |
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| Saturday, March 19th, 2005 |
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Two nights in a row with naked people in my house! I love my life!!!!! I love my friends!!!!! I love our parties!!!!! |
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| Tuesday, March 15th, 2005 |
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 Doors @ 9:30. $3.00 Negative Nancy: Kalamazoo punk/ska outfit, one of my favorite local groups. Good if you like banging zombies, great if you like to mock Schwarzzenegger. Fight the Locals: Rum-chugging pirate punk rock. You can also hear their music over Myspace.com. The Last Campaign: Hard rocking, definite Against Me! influences. Grand Rapids kids may have seen them at the DAAC before. Anyway, yes, it's a cheap show and a good time...kind of like your mom, I suppose. I've seen NN/FTL a hundred times and it's always rad. |
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| Saturday, February 26th, 2005 |
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| so i partied last night, meaning it's time for the customary recap of the alcoholic aspects. so i went to my friend's frat party, i'd never been to his house before (it's pretty tite...and dirty. but it's all good cuz i'm dirty kinda too) and i would've gotten TOTALLY wasted as usual, except they ran out of alcohol, so i just had a cup of really strong jungle juice, a bottle of beer, and 2 gigantic hits from some frat brothers' bong and you know what? i was good! for once-or for the first time in a really long time-i wasn't completely wasted/gone/trashed/incoherent-i actually remember EVERYTHING from last night-people's names, rooms, everything! AND...I DIDN'T DRUNK DIAL ANYONE!! to make sure, i checked my ougoing call log this morning-no drunk dials! i'm ridiculously proud of myself. i had fun buzzed, not trashed! it's possible! i've forgotten that it's actually quite possible to have a good time tipsy, not totally hammered. yay! i'm not an alcoholic! AND I DIDN'T DRUNK DIAL ANYONE!!!!! i rock. ok that is all for my recap of last night i'm sure there will be more shortly. peace. | ||||||||
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| Wednesday, February 23rd, 2005 |
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ok so I know its onlly 9 pm chi town time, but Im still drunk. Tongiht I tought it would be a good idea to droink some vodka. Haha. boy. I drank a large large amount lik 12 shots wrth in an hour. I, relaly glad I have friends,, some how I woke up ina church parking lot, sleeping it off and I have no idea how I got there. I drove home, and now I am here, still soem hwo drunk, not for sure why. Anyways, relaly glad to see people are sitll drunk in this comunity. I think I might go pass out, or wa sI supposed to so soemthing? I dunno. Go drink some booz.e yaya. |
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| Alright, so it''s about 11 AM andI haven't stopped drinking since last night. How aweosme is that!? Anyway, think I oight to go to classs? Anybody see my TIgers kick some Bama ASS last night!? I did! Fuck yeah! Hmmm.. . Ok.... maybe not so mchu on the class. Meh.. | ||||
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| Tuesday, February 22nd, 2005 |
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| ok, so no one has posted in this community in...like over 4 months? but anyway, i would just like to say that the interests under user info for this group is genius. dorm life, berkeley, skyy, bacardi, you thought of it all, mr./ms. administrative person. and no, i am not drunk right now. so i had a little mini-identity crisis a few days ago. i decided that nobody respected me and thought i was a drunken alcholic/lush, so i made the silly mistake of deciding to cut out alcohol/partying/fun/good times from my life. luckily, my true friends shook some sense into me and i have embraced my true partygirl self again. because seriously, people, if you can't drink, party, do stupid shit, and hook up now when you're young and in college, when the hell are you going to?? you're not gonna be a hot young college student forever! so yeah, that is my whole schpiel about giving up drinking-NEVER DO IT. and so what if i've drunk dialled a few too many times-drunk dialling is one of my vices and is part of what makes me who i am! so hell yeah, nowicanpassout. | ||||||
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| Monday, July 19th, 2004 |
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| Wednesday, April 28th, 2004 |
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iam done with colelg etoda woot woot myt exam was from four to six and i got done at 5 and so i then i started stdrinkin gna dno iw ma drunk wot woot! i highl ecomemnd drinking during the day ia lso recommend taking the acbkstter boys board game to the bar and palying it as a drinking game and thenr unnig up a hundred fify dolarl tab and then coming homean diming your ex-boyfirned ex0yifrieldn OOH AND ID ON TO RECOMMNED DURK DIALING YOUR HIGH SCHOOL ALGEBRA TEACHERBADBAD IDEA oooo SUCH a bad idea ok now i amg oing to order the phbut i am drunk and done with colleg ei lvoe youlj drunkers!!! |
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| Sunday, April 11th, 2004 |
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happy easter!click here for your tiny card from me! WHEEEEE!!!!! |
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| Sunday, April 4th, 2004 |
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| I think most people in this world have this blinding light inside of them. It's when some someone falls in love, it's this blinding light that they see. People say that love is blind, but it's not quite that. It's that there is is this brillant light inside of people and that's all they see. They don't see the defects, slightly overweight, a little bitchy, or scares. All they can see is this blinding light. The potential of this person, and that is what they focus on. That is love, seeing what this person can be, and hoping every second and striving to help this person reach their potential. | ||||
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| Tuesday, March 30th, 2004 |
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Me and my friends have been too busy bathing off the coast of St. Barts with spider monkeys for the past two weeks, tripping on acid changed our whole perspective on shit - if you don’t know who said it then you don’t know how to have fun. I thought it was going to be different; It turned out to be(,) just the same. – Edward Gorey</href> |
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| Sunday, March 28th, 2004 |
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"i dont relaly mean to be a tease... btu can you undo my zipper please?" shut up briney, you are SUCH A HO i amd runk. and nobdoy wants to play with me :( AFVAY WHY ARE YOU SO FUCKING FAT AWY!!! i want to go to the ph and bodny WNAT SOT PALY!!!!! ok. and might i add that dr nkn idaled little chtsya and she didnt asnweria msmad the end. i gues si willgo to bed since i have NO BETTER OPTIOSN and im sad. ok night night!!!! PS WATED PEOPE I LVEO YOUA ND NODBYO DIS F ASWERING THEIR POHHONS!! WHAT IS THe purpsoe of cell hpoens if not to get drunkd iasl/ AHHh amdrun. i hart rum + diet coke. and shots that i dont k now hat it si in them,a nd then i find out is 71771 by whch i mean 151. ok night night. lvoe youa ll!!! &hearts: |
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| Monday, March 22nd, 2004 |
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My name is Bob and I'm an alcoholic... Just kidding... my name isn't bob. I'm not drunk right now but i'm high so that counts as something. Oh crap... what was i planning on typing? |
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| Saturday, March 20th, 2004 |
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yay am SO FREAKING EXCITED about this community :):) best idea ever!!! why am i awake at 6 in the morning? because when i am drunk i can't even remotely handle taking out my contacts or getting ready for bed so instead i just pass out in my clothes and then get up later to deal with things. shit man, changing clothes is complicated when you're tired. here is my inaugural drunk ass post, from earlier tonight. you will be hearing from me frequently. ;) ( oopieCollapse ) |
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| Thursday, March 18th, 2004 |
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| i would like to thank the creators of this community. you will be hearing from me soon i'm sure. | ||||||
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drunk.
impressed.