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Sep. 18th, 2005 12:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
themeletorGOD FUCKING DAMNIT, PEOPLE.
I tried to go to bed around 11:30, as the drunken revelry had quieted down and/or moved off our floor. And I was tired, or at least, bored.
That was approximately when some chick, drunk as a fucking fish, settled herself in the bathroom (with which I, damn it all to hell, share a wall), and started just moaning. It developed a sort of cadence... and then she started vomiting. Has been at that for at least the past half an hour... there have been many "euw"s and one "oh god I just sat in pee"...
and really, I'm a kind and charitable soul. On the whole. And if I actually knew this girl, I'd be out there helping her. But I don't know her, I don't know where she goes, and right now she's best positioned over a toilet anyway, the poor dear.
I. AM NEVER. GOING. TO DRINK. (actually, recognizing that a) it is a social experience, and b) it's not all about barfing and bitching, I should qualify that statement with GIVEN MY MEDS, IF I DRINK I WILL DIE. THE LACK OF MIDNIGHT CHUNKS-BLOWING IS JUST A PERK)
Thank you.
Now my dorm smells like alcohol and puke.
I can only imagine what the hallway, or god-forbid the bathroom, is like.
[ETA: Apparently, she is not in the bathroom, as she is continually insisting that those who are trying to get her to the bathroom "shut the fuck up" -- YAY BECAUSE NOW I'M TOTALLY GOING TO WANT TO FACE A PUKEY FLOOR IN THE MORNING. Fuckit.]
I tried to go to bed around 11:30, as the drunken revelry had quieted down and/or moved off our floor. And I was tired, or at least, bored.
That was approximately when some chick, drunk as a fucking fish, settled herself in the bathroom (with which I, damn it all to hell, share a wall), and started just moaning. It developed a sort of cadence... and then she started vomiting. Has been at that for at least the past half an hour... there have been many "euw"s and one "oh god I just sat in pee"...
and really, I'm a kind and charitable soul. On the whole. And if I actually knew this girl, I'd be out there helping her. But I don't know her, I don't know where she goes, and right now she's best positioned over a toilet anyway, the poor dear.
I. AM NEVER. GOING. TO DRINK. (actually, recognizing that a) it is a social experience, and b) it's not all about barfing and bitching, I should qualify that statement with GIVEN MY MEDS, IF I DRINK I WILL DIE. THE LACK OF MIDNIGHT CHUNKS-BLOWING IS JUST A PERK)
Thank you.
Now my dorm smells like alcohol and puke.
I can only imagine what the hallway, or god-forbid the bathroom, is like.
[ETA: Apparently, she is not in the bathroom, as she is continually insisting that those who are trying to get her to the bathroom "shut the fuck up" -- YAY BECAUSE NOW I'M TOTALLY GOING TO WANT TO FACE A PUKEY FLOOR IN THE MORNING. Fuckit.]
