Anywayz, here's some interesting stuff for you, on the house. S-girl only has a cameo role in it but whatevs.
I'd like you all to know that I'm a pretty awesome drunk. When I haven't imbibed anything orange in colour at any rate. Heh. I get really talkative and happy and generally just a fun guy. Just as much as my sober self, guaranteed!
There have been
The first time happened, appropriately, after a Greygoose party only a short time after I'd starting drinking. Not much tolerance yet, you understand. Nothing big to note there. All I remember of the night before was trying to stay awake and focused. At some point a game was played using dice of this nature. I don't remember anything from that segment. I'm okay with that.
The second time:
I woke up wearing a hoodie I'd never seen before, in an apartment, and laying next to S-girl.
|J. Crew vintage fleece.|
The third time I had too much after a Halloween party. Fortunately, it was hosted in my house so I didn't have far to go before passing out in an odd position, face down. Actually, in that episode I didn't wake up to an unfamiliar ceiling, it was an unfamiliar floor. It was, in fact, my own room. How embarrassing. At some point one of my housemates returned late at night and noticed my light on and my door ajar. He peeked in and said I looked like I'd been shot in the back. For obvious reasons I do not have a photo of said weirdness.
The fourth time happened not too long ago. It was actually during the second hiatus I took in December, I think. I drank something orange and spent the next day with the worst hangover I've ever had. Although, put that way it doesn't mean much. I'd only had one hangover before that and it wasn't too bad. Only been hungover twice so far, though I've passed out or thrown up plenty. Can't have it all, I 'spose.