as i write this i am experiencing my first ever hangover. its not too bad, but i had no idea wine would affect me in this way. now i do and can avoid repeating the performance. the fencing party last night was a good time and my croatian teammate Ozren’s 25th(?) birthday. who knows, happy birthday to him anyway. i also wore my ‘AVAILABLE’ shirt last night, that i had made my freshman year as a joke. right across the chest in bold red letters is the word AVAILABLE, so its not subtle at all. the thing is, it seemed many chicas enjoyed commenting on it and complimenting me. they also want their own AVAILABLE shirts. Perhaps a preponderance of said shirts with said saying would promote gender relations here at ND.
last weekend was freshman orientation. this weekend is freshman disorientation. *evil laugh* they’ll be ok, i’ll watch out for ‘em.
i’m going to try something new for Fridays. I guess it needs a name so I’ll call it the Friday mp3. Every Friday, for a 24 hour period or thereabouts i’ll put up an mp3 for downloadage and talk about it a little bit as well.
This week’s choice is The Dark is Rising by Mercury Rev. I first heard of them on Last Call with Carson Daly from David Bowie. They are hard to classify in a specific genre other than indie, but the wailing lyrics and mélange of styles give it an interesting alienated flavor that is a welcome escape from the ‘my ‘rents suck cuz no one understands why i like being a fuckup’ nu-metal bands. Other good songs include: Night and Fog, Goddess on a Highway, and Spiders and Flies.
Reason number 64 why Connersville sucks. It is a whiskey town. I stopped at 3 liquor stores in search of my alcohol of choice: Stolichnaya vodka. none of them had it. Absolut is the “high quality” vodka. however, if you can think of an obscure brand of whiskey they had it, in all its varieties. literally 75% of one store’s stock of hard alcohol was whiskey. I found a lonely bottle of Captain Morgan’s with which to make cream sodas.
Cream Soda recipe:
1 part spiced rum
3 parts sprite
its damn sweet for an alcoholic beverage but damn good too.
I got my new spectacles today. they are totally rimless and totally awesome. I’m pretty sure they are made from Rearden Metal, even though they call it Flexon. the only unfinished business i have now is packing.
and i still want my Stoli.
well she had fun, but not until her ‘brother’ and my good friend brian showed up from Cleveland. she didn’t yarf, but she did go to the restroom about 70 billion times. we ate at the Mishawaka Brewing Company, which was excellent as always. Great Irish Meat Pies. then we left to go to the bars, but lo and behold i had a flat tire. so everyone else took off and i put on the donut and followed. as an aside, this is about the 6th time i’ve had a flat tire with this car. i attribute this occurence to the fact that there are massive amounts of construction going on around campus. anyway, we then went to Cheers the townie bar where we listened to a bad red hot chili pepper wannabe band and an even worse treehuggin phishlovin hippie knockoff who couldn’t carry a tune with a wheelbarrow and who butchered Ramble On and Tangerine. fucker. we left as his female counterpart began singing Blackhole Sun à la Jessica Simpson. Then we went to Corby’s. The Corporate Alumni bar. where the only water available is bottled and the bartender is HOT as a tub full of boiled crayfish (i have no idea where that came from). anyway she got blasted once brian showed up and she started laughing and smiling too. so we closed Corby’s, got her back to her dorm and then i went to sleep around 3:30 to get up and work at 8. it was worth it.
today is my friend Meagan’s 21st birthday. she is not a drinker at all. in fact, i think she can count the times she has had a drink on one hand. but not after tonight. i am skipping my work shift tonight to take her out with some friends and get her wasted as hell. drunk as a skunk. ladies and gentlemen, she will be yarfing before this night is over. the great thing about this is that a 21st birthday effectively gives the friends of the person born license to make that person ill beyond belief in a happy engaging manner. i yarfed on my 21st, it was fun. Phil yarfed in my car on his 21st, it was fun. Meagan will yarf on her 21st and it will be fun. who knew yarfing could be so much fun?