I'm drunk!

feel better, boy_slayer. and get some sleep probably.

contenderizer what happened to u man

u got contenderized

i don't belong in that class

i had me a little sit

nagl

time off is always agl imo

and in that spirit, howdy, mordy

Time for Spanish coffees! (There's nothing Spanish in them)

i swear to god that i will not post depressing shit tonight. i am extremely sorry for recent, um, madness.

just drinkin' with Christian Death and the Cardigans (i'm a Cardi-Fan 4 fuckin' life, yo). what could, could, could, be sweeter!?!?!?!

anyway. lots of A's lately. ummm. ya know. let's drink, i think.

ummm. i feel like, after thursday night's events, that i may have left the wrong impression...? ummm. i'm unapproachable, it is my mindset; thus, i find others unapproachable. i am a beautiful boy. i always forget. stupid michigan winters make us all crazy. cannot, well, connect??? gosh, cannot wait until summer. so much fun in A2.

bleurgh. hipster speak. ummm. i just like wearing extra-small Express 1-MXs (blossom). i think that's what i meant to say? NO ONE FUCKING KNOWS HOW TO DRESS. MOTHERFUCKERS WEAR HOODED SWEATSHIRTS. anyway, i'm living in madonna's old dorm this summer.

people. hooded sweatshirts are for hoodlums. i swear to god.

so fucking don't wear them, you "adult!" okay?

the "finish all the nearly-empty alcohol bottles" part of preparing to move is the best? worst?

People use alcohol to get up the nerve to do a lot of things: talk to girls, get in fights, dangerous stunts, whatever. For me, it takes getting drunk to do serious house cleaning. Last night a pint of Tanqueray had me on my hands and knees scrubbing the kitchen floor. A kitchen floor that, when I looked at it sober, the best I could do was scowl at.

yup

the title of this thread is otm

Your appraisal of the otmness of this thread title is otm.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=blpe_sGnnP4 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P3ALwKeSEYs

if someone doesn't get drunk with me (i'm drunk,) i'll just have some sad monologue about Harriet Wheeler and Natalie Imburglia and Vanessa Carlton and how I'll miss my cute/awesome english prof. from winter.

i got straight A's. drink with me.

i'm home til late june. bleurgh.

congrats!!!!!

crut! drink! Georgia Tech rigt? yr engineering program is a little better than M's i think!!!

Yeah but I quit school, and also I can't drink alcohol right now :[

BTW, sorry for mentioning those three in the same breath! but i love them all (but the sundays are my favorite band ever,) always in search of also-rans/things that almost almost sound like the sundays!

so drunk. fifth drink. Chameleons!!!

ohhh. well, sometimes i feel like school is intellectual circle jerk anyway. AND, sometimes when i do not have alcohol at hand, i just spin around in a circle until i get real dizzy and fall down.

so just do that and we'll party. we're in this together.

okay man?

3... 2... 1... and i'm posting natalie imbruglia videos. someone talk me down, i don't wanna do it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L5O5_FQKcaI

(not natty.)

ummm. someone please drink with me and talk about the chameleons and shit. i promise i won't post natalie imbruglia videos or talk about depressing shit. i'm going to miss A2 for the nest few weeks (back late June). and nectos. bleurgh.

ps: The Prids RULE. (but i hate hipsters.)

you people actually WANT me to post natalie imbruglia videos, don't you? well, i can't, because i don't thin she ever did one for "beauty on the fire." now, i have had seven drinks, and i will reminisce about my last lover (romance) (girly boyfriend)

god, i miss a2 already. HERE I AM, with all of these fucking hill people. up north. i'm not even in-state. i'm from out East, i have family in the mitten, etc. I'm fucking retarded and couldn't get into harvard. i want to fucking die. these one-eyed, suspender-wearing, loose jeans, ford pick-up, ugly ugly ugly, croc wearing, SHORTS wearing, hairy knuckles, motherfuckers. i don't know.

ps: The Prids RULE.

that they do, that they do

Eeyyyy my momma wore crocs and had hairy knuckles you sonbitch

wanna go outside?

i don't understand, sorry

ARE YOU DRUNK?

fuck you, darraghmac. seriously. you're a small person. you're petty. you'll never fly as high as i do. you JUST DON'T really do anything. you're a fucking turd and post on ilx all day. like, really, what is your deal? really? what have you ever achieved? nothing. fuck you, loser.

i get straight A's. volunteer, contribute to my community, and have two jobs (while depressed!) to pay for my mother's housing. what the fuck do you do???

oh, and i go to a really good school.

and i was raised poor.

fuck you, turd.

it's been done

jesus christ. what just happened? yeah, i don't like D. i really dislike D. but, i don't know what's happening. i have three days off now.

let's drink and talk about Sarah Records and hit parade and orchids or something. fuck D, though.

Yeah, and I take care of my widowed Mother and Slow sister. I work really fucking hard. I WORK REALLY FUCKING HARD. Don't fuck with me. Ok.

Attaboy!

is that all you got?

fuck off. i'm going out to smoke. goodnight motherfuckers.

Its early, im sober, thats....thats all i got

please punch my card, I am drunk

bleurgh. acting up. let's make this a safe space tonight, where D is disallowed.

i like spirea x. i also wonder whatever happened to Swallow.

(still v. drunk, and will be fer hours, too much coffee, too much momentum after finals, too much cheap ass admiral nelson blah.)

what's f. hazel up to tonight? !

y'all

Y'all y'all yall

otm

I love the jump cut from "lie down on the couch for a second" to "hour and a half late to work"