This seemed to be the quote of the weekend. I had to basically scream this at my graduation reception. I was, of course, quite tipsy on the two bottles of wine that my parents had purchased for the weekend before. Rachel (fake girldfirend #2) and I split the Riverboat Red and White in a simple two hours. We were quite toasted on wine. I hope for some great pictures of me cutting my cake with the biggest scariest knife I could find in my mother's kitchen. Then I licked the knife.
After all this, Rachel and I went for a walk to calm down and hopefully wear off the wine. No go. It just set in more. We both had to stop our walk for a little laying down time. Mine in the grass (damn bugs). Rachel in the middle of the street. I ran into one of my former students that smelled the wine on me.
When I got back, I stared at my mom remembering that I had something to tell her. She asked me what it was. I could not remember so I said the first thing that popped into my head. You owe me $10. Then I proceeded to tell her that all the wine was gone. The look of shock on her face was great. I love being drunk around my parents now. They don't seem to mind my antics.
I then went to the bar. Not a good idea. I got drunker and drunker and then my high school comrades started showing up. I don't like those people much. Adrian and I walked home from the bars (which is quite a distance in the hometown). We made it home and my mother was still up. I went downstairs and passed out after showing her and not telling her just how drunk I was. I fumbled around for a glass of water and then practically fell down the stairs. Oops.
There was more fun times in Mville but nothing exciting enough to post about. Hopefully the trip to Wisconsin that I'm making this weekend will be a lot of fun. Randomness and I now have a digital camera to document it. We'll see what happens.