Miami Bound

On the way to Miami for Ultra/Winter Music Conference. Hoping for a complete shitshow.

My Liver Needs A Vacation

I'm hungover right now, in a bad way. I'm hungover from drinking two days ago. I felt pretty shitty yesterday, but I made it through work and overall, I had experienced worse hangovers in college. But this morning, I woke up and my stomach was still in knots. My head is still throbbing, all from a "work dinner" on Wednesday.

As part of our marketing efforts, my office takes out teams from various insurance brokers that we work with. I've attended a couple of these events in the past, and for the most part, they are pretty tame. Obviously the level of drinking depends on the group. However, about a year ago, there was an infamous "work dinner" (I did not attend). The result was numerous rounds of tequila shots, the senior guys in my office getting yelled at by their wives, and lots of hungover people the next day. Since then, I think some of the people in my office have been trying to recreate the event. As a result, Wednesday night's dinner was at a tequila bar/restaurant.

Things started out at a slow pace. Everyone ordered a round. One of my senior marketers, whose notorious for only drinking tequila, got me to start of by just drinking tequila, neat, with a splash of lime. This continued for a few rounds. Then he suggested shots. That was fine. Everyone did the first round. Then a second round of shots and another round of drinks was ordered. Now before going forward, I need to also let you know the drinking preferences of my boss, who I happened to be sitting right next to. He's a wine drinker and rarely drinks anything else. Tonight, because we were out with clients at a tequila bar, he acquiesced and had a round of shots and tequila drinks. However, every time people ordered another round, they ordered him a tequila drink, which he "kindly gave" to me and had me drink for him. So basically, for every one drink everyone else had, I had two. I was also drinking primarily shots or tequila, neat, with a splash of lime.

After a couple hours, everyone was pretty lit up and some people, including my boss, had to catch trains back to CT. As has always been the case, there is the expectation that the young guys in the office will take the other young guys out to continue drinking. To not do that would be kind of rude, especially when you are with clients. So we gathered our things and headed to a great rooftop bar nearby. Just as we were leaving the tequila bar, I ran into Molly Shannon from SNL and kindly, but drunkenly, introduced myself to her and complimented her on her work on SNL. Moron!

We started the night off early, like around 5:30. At this point, it was only a little after 8. To my best estimate, I had already had about 10 tequila drinks/shots, but I was doing alright. However, when we got to the next bar, one of the clients wanted to do Jag bombs. He had not drank a lot at the previous place and not being much of a tequila drinker himself, had drank mostly beer. Unfortunately, no one was quick to take him up on his offer for Jag bombs. Again, to leave him hanging like that would be kind of rude, as he is the client, so I said okay. I think that's where the night started to go downhill for me.

The rest of the night is very vague. I remember many more rounds of mostly Red Bull vodkas. I remember calling Evan up and having him meet us at the bar to drink on the company tab. I remember calling Dani once, though she says I called her like 15 times. I remember briefly talking to my dad on the phone. I remember some guy at the bar getting in my face, putting his hands on me and us almost getting into a fight (though Evan was able to separate us). I remember one of my co-workers standing at the bar and then 10 seconds later, seeing him fall in slow motion to the ground. Said co-worker decided it was time for him to leave, but "graciously" left me his corporate AmEx so I could continue to run up the alcohol bill. Probably not the best decision he's ever made. I remember going to Le' Express, a nice drunk hungry place where I usually end up at when I drink with Evan. And then I remember eventually getting home to bed.

Two days later and I'm still hurting.

One thing, however, kind of makes me laugh. Said co-worker who fell at the bar and gave me his AmEx...I saw him the next morning and he looked like shit. He basically blacked out and barely remembered the previous night. However, he does remember getting into a black cab to go home and not having cash on him to pay. He also, at some point, thought he was in Tribeca (we were nowhere near Tribeca all night). Turns out, what he thought was Tribeca was actually The Met. Somehow he ended up there and was wandering around drunkenly at night. How he actually got back to his apartment is still a mystery.

We have 3 more of these things planned for the next month. Until the next one, I think the liver needs some room to breath.

To Three Boroughs And Back

Last night was a mess. The plan last night was pretty simple: go to two birthday parties. I made it to the first one, which I originally only intended to stay at for an hour, but the place forced us to pay $40 for the open bar so some other friends and I decided that we'd pony up the money and just make sure we drank our money's worth real quick. That should have been a sign that the night was just going to get worse.

The party was at an upscale lounge. It started off slow, but it was actually pretty fun. A lot of people I hadn't seen in a while were there and the alcohol was flowing. I should have known that I was getting pretty drunk because before I knew it, I was dancing up a storm with a bunch of people I didn't know. There was also a little drunken incident (no details shall be given) which ended with Elena giving me a couple of punches to the side of the head.

Looking at the time, I knew I was late for my other party, Dani's birthday party. I already had a little argument earlier with her about me going to another party before going to hers so I really had to make it to her party. I grabbed a cab and headed down to Soho. That's when things started to get fuzzy. I remember getting out of the cab, but I don't remember if I paid the cabbie. Then I remember booting. After that, I stumbled around for a while. I knew I was close to the bar where the party was at, but I just couldn't get my bearings together.

Then it got really fuzzy and I woke up on the subway in Brooklyn. So I jumped on another train, headed back to Manhattan. More fuzziness and I wake up and ask the girl sitting next to me, "Are we in Manhattan?" "No," she replied, "We're in Queens." Queens?! I was so pissed, so I jumped on another train headed back to Manhattan. Finally I got back to Manhattan and just decided to catch a cab home. It was now close to 4 AM. I think I spent about 2.5 hours on the subway going to 3 different boroughs and I never made it to Dani's birthday. I'm such an idiot.

weird night.

got my frosh drunk.

got bit and licked by a girl.

drank alcohol straight out of multiple different bottles.

danced

danced with my frosh

watched my frosh get on each other while dancing

averted a naked run through the dorm

porn with the frosh

tried to go to bed

had to throw a frosh out of my bed

cleaned up broken glass

finger bleeds

looking at an almost finished handle of vodka

finished bottle of baileys

almost finished bottle of khulua

wishing home could be this crazy

debating sleep...

So I totally forgot (or at least chose to forget) that I put my blog address on my buddy profile on IM and that everyone, especially people at school would eventually find it. It's not a bad thing, I guess I've just been writing a lot of stuff lately that I thought only people from back home were reading. It's kind of weird when your blog comes up as the topic of discussion; mostly people saying that it is so sad and depressing. What do you say to that? Nothing really, but its nice to know that people read it and care. But yeah, I wanted to make this post warm and fuzzy, and its really a struggle cause right now I kind of feel like shit. I'm stuck in Jesup, and most likely will be all night, trying to do my Chinese while at the same time trying to figure out what I'm doing with my life. But before I go into some long rant about my current situation, I thought I'd bring to light some nice things that have happened lately, not only for the people who think this blog is so depressing, but also so that I can look back and remember these moments.

ACE Bonding
So on Thursday, Step Afrika (a pain in my side for weeks) finally performed and was done with. To celebrate, we had ACE officers bonding, which for the most part I wasn't planning on attending due to my ass-load of work. But against better judgement I did, and I'm glad I did. I just hung out and drank with a lot of good people and of course, to maintain a solid drinking reputation, I downed two drinks in like 5 minutes to be crowned the champion for the night. To say the least, I was pretty wasted and put on an excellent show for my frosh when I got back to the entry. I think it was the first time that they all saw me pretty trashed, but I was told I was hilarious, which is good. Though I didn't get the work I needed to get done, it was still a good night. Thanks to Vero and Drew for continually harassing me to come to ACE Bonding.

Halloween Night
So I haven't been a big Halloween person in a long time, but cause I'm a JA and I love my entry, I did the Halloween thing. Ashley and I got a bunch of food and drinks, decorated the entry, and even made Halloween colored jello shots. The night was pretty crazy. I learned a lot about my entry. Let's just leave it at that, but it was really fun just to party with them and take them to a party. I really do love the entry and If I had a choice, I would spend most of my time there. But yeah, a good night was had by all I think with a lot of new experiences.

Snacks Tonight
Snacks went as usual tonight, but afterwards we decided to play a game, something a little more physical than usual. Red Rover in the Frosh Quad. Sounds stupid at first, but damn, that game is dangerous. Never had so much fun just running around like that. Good to be a kid again.

First time at rugby late night...I did it for my girls. Happy birthday Jennie. God, why did we play the game that everyone wins like 6 TIMES!!!! That's a lot of drinking. Add to that that today is NOT mountain day.

So just for fun I thought I'd post a string of drunken IM conversations that I had a while back during senior week. Not sure if I consider this a high or low of my social career. All of them took place in one night. do I remember them all?....no, but all I can say is that I stay busy when I'm drunk. if only I could look at my phone records for that night...

corporate killah: im so drunl
corporate killah: adnm retardsded
Friend: LOL
corporate killah: what day istint
Friend: what'd you do tonight dude?
corporate killah: \?
Friend: it's techincally wednesday
corporate killah: lol
corporate killah: oh my good
corporate killah: im so uhc and alchi
Friend: lol
Friend: where'd you go tonight?
corporate killah: dinner with so much sushi and wine
corporate killah: then played beiturt
corporate killah: then smoked
corporate killah: then went to a seniors patry
corporate killah: then smoked
corporate killah: then drank out of a pitcher
corporate killah: tehn partied
corporate killah: good deamn
Friend: lol
Friend: sounds like one hell of a night
corporate killah: so much frinkkin fn\
Friend: l

corporate killah: i'm so drunk
Friend2: haha
Friend2: good, good
Friend2: that's the way it should be
corporate killah: where r u/
Friend2: maryland
Friend2: unfortunately
Friend2: a basement
corporate killah: oh
corporate killah: that s so sad
Friend2: i know
Friend2: :-(
Friend2: and you're in willytown
Friend2: not much better off
corporate killah: we partin y so hard
corporate killah: when ru comine?
Friend2: saturday
Friend2: so i can sleep over, right?
corporate killah: yewah
corporate killah: ru lavin saturday
corporate killah: ?
Friend2: good lord
Friend2: get sober
Friend2: =P
Friend2: yeah, leaving saturday
Friend2: we can curl each other's hair
Friend2: and p

corporate killah: aghhhj
Friend3: ?
corporate killah: im so drunk motehr fumcer
Friend3: hahaa
corporate killah: god hlep me
Friend3: go drunk IM girls
Friend3: hahaha
corporate killah: i am
corporate killah: so sad
corporate killah: make me cry]
Friend3: dude
Friend3: whys that?
corporate killah: oh fuck me
corporate killah: i'm so tputpeid
corporate killah: /
Friend3: ?
corporate killah: lol]
corporate killah: my life is a joke
Friend3: dude, I will bback
Friend3: don't act so depressed
Friend3: you sound like Dahiaka
corporate killah: lol
corporate killah: dont sat such mea theamgs
corporate killah: ruck me
corporate killah: fucke me
corporate killah: fuck me
corporate killah: there

Friend4: you still at school ?
Friend4: whats your nickname ?
corporate killah: yes
corporate killah: rubber duckie
Friend4: ?
corporate killah: and i am o drunl
Friend4: eh?
corporate killah: dunb
Friend4: ha ha
corporate killah: serioustl;y
corporate killah: i'm doing sum,be shit right now
Friend4: ha ha
Friend4: uhh do i want to know aout this?
corporate killah: no
corporate killah: i'm druk talkin to ***
Friend4: tee hee
corporate killah: and she deoesnt know who i am
Friend4: i bet that's going well
Friend4: how is she?
Friend4: what/
Friend4: does she not recognize yoru sn?
corporate killah: no
corporate killah: lol
corporate killah: i;m so dumrb

Friend5: lol?
corporate killah: im so drunbka'
Friend5: join the club
Friend5: not me
Friend5: people at williams
corporate killah: oh...so sad
Friend5: were you at the susie h party?
corporate killah: hellz yeah
corporate killah: suzie si my sisdter
corporate killah: sister
corporate killah: mother
Friend5: eric...i don't think that's true
corporate killah: proalla nbot
corporate killah: but oh well
Friend5: so it was fun, i take it?
corporate killah: hellz uyeahs
corporate killah: lool

Friend6: hey
corporate killah: yizzo
Friend6: wait, who is this?
corporate killah: lol
corporate killah: its a crazy word;d
corporate killah: world
Friend6: 'tis
corporate killah: let us trip the rainbow fantastic]
Friend6: sounds thrilling
corporate killah: yes, the hawaiian winds are quite nice
Friend6: not much right now though
corporate killah: as are the worlds of williams
corporate killah: but they are nice
corporate killah: adn cool
corporate killah: and soothing
Friend6: brah
Friend6: whatchu talkin?
corporate killah: talkin the world
corporate killah: life
corporate killah: crazy stuff
Friend6: you stay drunk or what
corporate killah: stay livin
corporate killah: thats what i say
Friend6: haha
corporate killah: i know you get it like that
corporate killah: the irish know their shit
Friend6: YEAH they do
corporate killah: bailey's and som ecrasy shti
corporate killah: so do the russians
Friend6: da russians?
corporate killah: yeah i love all colors
Friend6: yes, me too
corporate killah: red, white, green blue, purple gold, yellow, blue
corporate killah: and blue
Friend6: orange
corporate killah: and brwomn
corporate killah: letst no forget the browns
Friend6: oh yes
Friend6: right
corporate killah: adnt eh whites
corporate killah: and they collge of rainbows
Friend6: haoles?
corporate killah: i mean collage not college
corporate killah: fuck college
Friend6: kay
corporate killah: its no good for the health
Friend6: true dat
corporate killah: yes, i am the oracel fo truth
corporate killah: ask me anythgun and i speak the rteiht
corporate killah: trith
corporate killah: truth
Friend6: whats your name
corporate killah: iam the oracle
Friend6: bullshit
Friend6: what am i wearing
corporate killah: i dont do that kind of crasy stuff\
Friend6: but youre the oracle
corporate killah: putt you probablyy have a flower in your ear
corporate killah: crasy hawaiian girl
Friend6: hahaha
Friend6: nah brah
corporate killah: i speak the truth on life!!!!
corporate killah: life!!!
corporate killah: not trivial shit like that
Friend6: what the fuck
corporate killah: and i aint yo brah
corporate killah: i'm the oracle!!!
Friend6: okay
Friend6: sure you are
corporate killah: i'm the oracle!
corporate killah: ask me!!!!
Friend6: what?
corporate killah: nything about life?
Friend6: whats the meaning
corporate killah: the meaning change swith every being but it all revolves around one thing
corporate killah: me.
corporate killah: love
Friend6: shit
Friend6: we are doomed
corporate killah: i know
corporate killah: the world is cursed
corporate killah: but if you recognise that fate
corporate killah: then all i good
corporate killah: cause i am teh infinite
Friend6: okay
corporate killah: of all things
Friend6: shoots, we're doomed
corporate killah: dont patronize me
Friend6: not
corporate killah: i lthinks so
Friend6: nope
corporate killah: oh
corporate killah: well i guess i misjudges the hawaiians
corporate killah: so hwo is life?
corporate killah: though i already knwo since i am the ORACLE!!!!!
corporate killah: i think she is ignoring me
corporate killah: so sad
corporate killah: :'(\
corporate killah: ?
Friend6: what?
Friend6: sorry
Friend6: i am not hawaiian
corporate killah: u arent?
corporate killah: naw
Friend6: no
corporate killah: that is a lie
corporate killah: wha

The other night was friggin insane. Had so much fun at Susie Hopkins, so drunk (all the senior workers). I wanted to die this afternoon. Bedtime

ep...still so drunk...still such an idiot...tryn to avoid sci=urity in the mcc, but th relfexes are a little slow...damn

I'm so drunbk. i'm so happy . l;ife is good. dont face reality. :)
:)
:)
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I am the Oracle!!! (That's for you Corinna.)

Damn, tonight was fun. Drinkin with Kae and Joni, outside, on the bleachers, playing asshole and drinking wine. We were so drunk, each with a bottle of wine to oursleves. Then stealin bread from Clarksburg, partyin with Mikey and Q and Tony.

Damn...it has been a while. Wish I could have caught up sooner, but this week has been crazy. It all started last Friday. I was still writing my damn econ policy memo when the clock struck 6:30 am and Nate picked me up. He dropped my tired ass off at Albany and thus began a 8-hour trek by plane and train to Northwestern to make my second Dillo Day appearance. It was a fun time. Arnaub and Chris also came down, but the best part was seriously seeing all those Northwestern kids cause I love them all to death. I'm a little hazy on all the details as we were drunk quite a bit and I was really tired from the week of no sleep, but we partied hard. I got to see Margo's apartment and actually slept there all three nights. Kind of crazy. We watched some good movies while there too. Saw Matrix 2, ehhh...its was good, but bogged down by all the info it had to get out. Equilibrium was pretty hot, though I passed out for part of it. X-Men 2 blew me away. Was totally reliving my whole childhood. For a while I had forgotten all about my comic book nerd days; god I miss those. Anyways, we missed the porn today. No episodes of me, Margo, and Jon outside the auditorium, chugging wine before sneaking into see some dirty ass 70's porn with a Jason Lee look-a-like. But it actually turned out that me, Margo, and Jon hung out a lot again this Dillo Day. We broke off from the group and did our own thing every now and then. And again I went and bought liquor with Jon. Funny shit. We def. did not drink as much this time around and we def. napped a whole lot more. Just the stress of school I figure.

Saturday was a great time though. Woke up nice and late, hung out on the rocks at the lakefill. Saw Blackalicious and The Crystal Method. Such a good time. Ran into John Ostlund by chance in the crowd and he brought exactly what I needed. Then Margo and I got crazy and sniffed around for some other friendly people. The night was so much fun, especially seeing Kee Won, Wen, and Margo crowd surf. The crowd was crazy. Some how I made it to the very front and we were wrecking the riot gates. They almost fell over. Anyways, Dillo Day was fun and the day after, just chilling with Margo and the rest of the crew was good too. Lots of time to relax.

Then I headed back to Williams to move out. That was a bad move...leaving campus without doing any packing. Also, going out on Monday night to party again with my JA class and not packing was a bad idea. I was up all Monday night packing and then spent all of Tuesday moving stuff to storage, moving furniture, driving a U-Haul (yeah, you should have seen me drive that thing), and moving into Fay. I got really stressed during the whole moving ordeal because I didn't feel like everyone was doing their equal share and it sucked being the JA prez and worrying about everyone. I have to realize that you can't make everyone happy, especially some people. But after moving all the stuff, we had a good time kicking off JA training. Partied hard. The nakedness started as a bunch of JAs streaked Morgan (all 4 floors plus the basement). It was pretty funny. My co was all in that. I guess I'll just be the modest one since she likes the nakedness.

Wednesday was...interesting. I was so fucking tired that I was falling asleep in like every meeting. Nicky and I had some confrontations with Dan and Maria, which I really didn't want. I think the two of them are great, just some minor conflicts arose. I still love them. Also, we had the infamous, JA Scavenger Hunt. So much fun. So much nakedness. So much crazy shit. God I wish we still had the pictures. Let me just say that my JA nickname is "Rubber Duckie." Ask me about it sometime. We partied pretty hard on Wednesday night. Lots of good times there, sneaking beers into the Log, getting some good JA training in by dealing with drunk, puking people. Thursday was good too, but kind of a downer, knowing that it was the last day of training. But we had fun. Some really great discussions about diversity which made me see my fellow JAs in a totally different light. Damn kids are so smart and articulate. Partied again at night. Got jolly and then crashed hard, I took it pretty easy today, trying to get all my reimbursements in and getting paid. Chilled will Mikey and Denise, which was fun. Barb and Gail (love those two ladies) took care of me today and made sure I had food to eat. They're like moms for the whole frickin campus. Chilled with Aron. He's leaving for Boston tomorrow and then starts his cross-country bike trek on Tuesday. That is going to be so freaking awesome. Then I went to the MCC and watched movies and MTV all night and hid from security. That's what pisses me off so much. Now that school is over, we are no longer treated as students, but strangers. The school has cut off access to all of the building for most people. I had to even beg the MCC to give me access. Wtf? I work my ass off for the MCC and they won't give me access. I actually have some work to do, but I also want to chill there too. I mean, if we are allowed 24-hour access during the year, then why the hell not in the summer? Shit, I have stuff stored there that I need to get before I leave. Anyways, I'm keeping it chill tonight cause I've been partying for a week straight and its gonna be the same story next week. I'll be back soon...just needed to get this written down.

Just got off the phone with Maureen and I think I'm sobering up. Thanks Maureen for listening to me rant and rave about the horrible nature of love. And thank you Matt for caring so much about my well being. Got scared when I looked up some info about the shit I was doing. Scared man. Damn.

Oh yeah, classes ended today and I totally failed at my goal for the week to attend all my classes. Skipped class on Monday and today, but it was worth it cause I got to chill and it a wonderful breakfast with Alexis. It really is all about those moments. Got to cherish them when they happen.

So sticking to Alex's advice, I'm just gonna ignore all this shit and let things take their course. It's really hard advice to follow, but most likely it will do me good cause I needs to focus on finals. But in the end, I'll probably fall back on Maureen's advice and just be honest with her.

Shit, my mind is spinning. Maybe I'm still drunk or high or just delusional. This week has been really hectic and really crazy. Just finished fighting with Candice over IM. By finished, I mean that she fell asleep or so I was told by her boyfriend. So I'm not really sure if I was fighting with her or her boyfriend. I guess it is all the same in the end. I'm just getting sick of all my girl-friends getting boyfriends and then fucking ditching me. Fucking sucks. like I told Maureen, I feel like the "gay boyfriend." But of course, everyone knows I'm not gay (well almost everyone) and then it's just not cool for me to hang out with people's girlfriends.

This brings up another thing. Developed a bunch of pictures. Some of the Northwestern crew. I love you guys. Some racy pictures of me and Jacki that I don't remember taking. Ha Ha. God damn I am a home wrecker.

God damn I'm sad.

ahhh.so drunk and chullin with amber watching some corny horor movie waiting to go back to Goodrich to look for Kim. I really dont want to [arty anymore tonight...just want to see her. I'm so done in. god damn she has me.

Homecoming Baby!!!! Except for the incident with Matt's car, been a great day so far. Let's hope for an even better night.

So after a crazy night and a day of hellish recuperation, I've pieced together my night through conversations with people that were less than enlightening. From now on you can call me Caesar cause that is what I was telling everyone in the snack bar last night, with evergreen leaves behind my ears. And Anna, she is now Cleopatra. Anyways, today was horrible. Food was not my friend. And now I'm wondering if last night was a nice little wake up call. I mean, I had fun, but there are things that I regret. The thing is, I think people are getting a bad impression of me and when I am drunk, things are said that I'd rather keep to myself. Not usually bad things, but issues that I am not ready to deal with and the whole repercussions in the morning is never fun.

Thank God for good friends. Friends who are willing to drop everything for you and friends that forgive. I'm lucky to have such a good group of friends, especially my girls. What would life be without them? Anyways, whenever you have a night like last night, you feel the need to do some serious soul searching. Like why do I drink? I'll be honest. I went out last night with the intention of getting drunk. Given that I didn't really drink a lot last night and I think a lot of the craziness was due to that infamous brownie, but should I allow myself those times where I say, hey I usually don't get really wasted, but once in a while, I can do it?

I don't know. I just have issues that I really need to deal with, especially things involving Chloe. I just need to stop being such a wimp and say whatever is on my mind. I also just need to chill. This past week really got me stressed cause I was up for a couple days straight working and then I was just on edge. And now its 1 am and I haven't even started studying for my Chinese test tomorrow. Shit. But I don't even want to go to sleep anyways. I want to stay up all night, which I know will really mess up the rest of my week. Damn.

I really need to find an outlet for myself. Some kind of creative outlet that I can call my own and that can be my own always. A friend suggested that I need to get some more alone time just to think and be. Probably the best advice I've gotten in a long time. Man, I just wish some things could go back to the way they were. There are a lot of people I miss so much. I just wish things were like they were in better days. Problem is, I just don't know how to do that. Don't know how to make radical changes to relationships. Hell, I suck at relationships in general. Just playing it by ear too much. But I really miss some people. Okay, back to work. I'm sure I'll be back again tonight cause I got a lot of work ahead.

Oh God, I regret tonight on so many levels. Please forgive me. Tomorrow is a day I do not want to face.

what a meeseed up night, so many bad things./..

So much craziness...