aggienaut | Roommate Bonding Night (Reply)

   Last night (Monday night) was the most fun I've had in months.

Studiousness
   It started out with me adamently doing my best to get a lot of homework done see. Then Kristy called and we wanted to see eachother but I was like "I only have time to like say hi and give you a hug pretty much" cause I was determined to get hella work done.
   Then Jill (remember, my roommates are Jill and Adrian) starts talking about how much she loathes living with girls and how bothered she is that she'll have to live with girls again next year (She's transferring elsewhere). This somehow culminates in her agreeing to take a shot.

An Offer I Can't Refuse
   Now see, Jill NEVER drinks. I was just about to resume working but now this was an extraordinary event that required my full attention.
   But alas we had no alcohol on hand it turns out! For this amazing opportunity I was willing to go so far as to go on an alcohol run, so the four of us scamper to Safeway asap (this is like.. 11:30pm?).
   Due to rampant peer pressure and in order to encourage Jill's drinking, I say I will drink as much as she does. Needless to say its only a matter of time before we've all had a number of shots. Then we call a mutual good friend of all of ours (well Jill has ironically maintained previously that she wasn't nearly as excited about him as the rest of us). He shall remain anonymous for reasons soon to be illuminated because a number of persons in Davis who may be reading this know him. He comes over shortly however and joins in the drunken bonding

In the Name of Science
   Since Jill had never had more than three shots before and didn't know whether or not she was a "lightweight," we all felt a formal scientific inquiry was in order. Therefore, I took notes:

2415 hours -- 1.5 shots -- observations: ears reportedly tingly; nostalgic/whimsical; no redness (perhaps not "the redness type")
2.75 shots -- observations: "that one tasted worse"; ears not tingling this time; didn't notice Kris eating Adrian's sandwich; accusatory and harsh (very) [very was added five minutes later after further observation]; inconclusive redness; mild paranoia & introspection; sensitive hearing; asked "didn't I never tell you that?"; "misterpeted"; brutal honesty; "just getting around to things I've been meaning to say"; distorted sense of time; APATHY [written in all caps at Adrian's recommendation]; confusion regarding [NAME WITHHELD]'s identity!!
2448 hours -- 4.00 shots -- observations: "taste is getting progressively worse"; a bit mellow, & some memory loss (2458 hours); brutally honest; (2538 hours)
2538 hours -- 4.00 shots -- observations: "honestly I feel it much less than when I started"; has moved on to wine; is eating apple; "can't let my apple go to waste;

NOTE: I am aware that 24 hour clock systems restart at midnight with 0000 hours; however I choose not to "reset" the hours until I've gone to bed and my day has officially ended.

"Can't Let My Apple Go To Waste"
   Sometime after uttering those words Jill and our good friend [NAME WITHHELD] suddenly and unexpectedly scampered off to her room never to be heard from again that night, though [NAME WITHHELD] had some pretty impressive hickeys the next day.

Conclusion
   In one evening the five of us killed a bottle of vodka, a bottle of wine, and a small amount of rum, and more importantly our dear Jill drank more than she ever had before and had a rare and sudden hook-up with one of Davis' most sought-after boys, and everyone involved (well I haven't interrogated Jill since) agreed it was the most fun they'd had in a long long time.

   Incidentally one of the main causes of my need to study, a paper due thursday, has been postponed five days. So we all live happily ever after.

Quote of the Evening
   "...even though you're my friend, I'd rock you like a hurricane..." -Adrian, to Jill.