Since tales don't have a "title" to whatever has been blogged here, I shall then call this "A Tale Of A New Experience: A Social Hermit's Personal Look At Early Overinebriance":
Here I am,a few hours of sleep later, typing over a brand new experience I have in in reproitre of lifetime achievements. Though some facets are disappointed, while others are celebrating, I have a new experience on how much I can handle and whatnot. However, I will, instead of blogging a few paragraphs of what I have done, I will instead list things that I have learned, so far, from this new experience ( note that I had only starting imbibing alcohol nearly a month before I became 26/27 ), or things that I have discovered:
- Never, ever drink as much as I did ( 3 shot of liquid cocaine and 1 shot of goldenschlager over just 1 dinner salad, of all things ), as least. until I have a bit more drinking experience... giving up a bit of my stomach contents before having 4 hours of sleep and blogging this thing has become a no-no right now
-Apparently, after drinking that much of booze, I owe someone $6 ( if I calculated right, after what I paid and the free drinks that I got, I should have drunk 4 liquid cocaines, instead ) or something equivalent, but I don't think that someone is gonna expect a refund, or least I hope so
- Prayer is a good thing, especially after finding out that the only memeory that has been blocked is a small part of the travel between the pub and home... I remember everything else, except for that minute patch... I hope I did better than I thought, though I did get home in one piece, but still...
- Despite the fact that I am a total virgin ( except for hugging/ holding hands, but shoudl that be counted? ) and hadn't dated at all ( the social hermit that I am, plus a few things I had talked about here in my online journal located somewhere else ), I want a blow job, and I want it now. I pray for the slight possible future girlfriends/wife *laughs out loud at the thought* to have enough gumption/forethought to not get me this inebriated, only to have to turn around and suck me until ejaculation. I definitely know, with guys, ardor is inversive of alcohol consumption, but I still want one, despite that.
- I can apparently, having all that booze and sleeping that little, I can type pretty normal to what I usually type... just an extra mistake here and there to watch for, of all things
Hopefully, by the time tomorrow morning comes (like, 8a or so ), I don't have any extra throwup to go through, and not much of a headache to live with. Granted, being a nerd and social hermit, this really should be an experience listed on that piece of paper that states "because of this, you're not gonna experience that". However, at least I'm glad I am able to experience it, and learn from it.
And yes, I will remember this, and pretty much everything I had typed. Also, I won't pay for any tissues you use to wipe your eyes, from all the laughing you did. No refund on that part whatsoever. But, at least I got a couple points out of this stupidty. :P
Unknown "*blargh*" Gloomy
- 16 years, 5 months, 10 days ago
