Because it may lead to losing all of your money and opening a bottle of vodka just because everyone els is still preoccupied with winning money. It also might lead to finishing that entire bottle of vodka and spending the rest of the night sick and waking up still drunk.
Next time I go to a poker game, someone had better keep the alcohol away from me afterwards... especially if its a Wednesday night.
I was reading an article in The Reveille today about the effects of alcohol, and it said that heavy drinkers are at risk for brain damage. It defined a "heavy drinker" as someone who has at least 100 drinks in a month. I thought about it for a while, and I think I've actually reached that total for April.
aaron (2:30:44 AM): did you have a good time at courtney's?
amaretto108 (2:30:56 AM): i am kind of drunk right now
amaretto108 (2:31:05 AM): so yes
aaron (2:31:16 AM): yeah me fuckin too
aaron(2:31:24 AM): guess what
amaretto108 (2:31:26 AM): what?
aaron (2:31:32 AM): im letting the whole world know
aaron (2:31:48 AM): me and erica are finally broken up for good
There's a guy who lives on the first floor named Brandon. Brandon likes to drink. A lot.
So a few weeks ago Brandon and his roommate invited me and a lot of other people to drink in their room, because it was Wednesday night and there was nothing else going on. Poor Brandon let himself get a little bit out of hand, and pretty soon he was running around the basement floor, tearing down signs about campus events and whatnot, because he "wasn't interested in them anymore."
It didn't take too long for an RA to come out of his room and write Brandon up. Since this was B's second "public intoxication" violation, they're moving him to a new dorm, all the way on the west side of campus. So we've started passing a petition around both buildings of the honors dorm - Keep Brandon in Laville. You'd be really surprised how many people support his right to get outrageously drunk without consequences. He only has 2 days to appeal ResLife's decision, so here's hoping it works.
andrew (10:51:17 AM): there are these funny posters up everywhere around the dorm of me
andrew (10:51:22 AM): my room number is 420
andrew (10:51:36 AM): so some guys woke me up at 4 20 this morning, and took a picture
andrew (10:51:48 AM): and all i'm wearing was boxers
amaretto108 (10:51:51 AM): haha
amaretto108 (10:51:53 AM): thats awesome
andrew (10:52:01 AM): and it's me with this really really spaced out look on my face
andrew (10:52:04 AM): cause i just woke up
andrew (10:52:15 AM): but it looks like i was really high
andrew (10:53:34 AM): so i've gotten a lot of weird compliments on that today
I uploaded all of Elise's spring break photos to a web album. Hopefully I'll get mine scanned soon and will be able to add them, because I managed to catch a few of the goofier moments of the trip on film.
Funny story - one day Nick's girlfriend and some of her friends, who were all staying in Destin for the week, came to visit us, and one of the guys was wearing an LSU Rugby hat. He looked vaguely familiar, and it took me a few hours to realize that a few months ago, I spent an entire night making out with him at a party. I had to remind him what color hair I had back them before he recognized me. Is this a bad sign?
For those of you who have been wondering what they look like, that's Aaron and his girlfriend Erica on the right in that picture.
I meant to tell you earlier why my mother is the best ever.
When I got home to New Orleans on Friday, she had 5 pounds of crawfish and a bottle of Pinot Grigio waiting for me.There is nothing better in the world to come home to.
Hi. I'm home. I had a great time in Panama City, and didn't want to leave. I'd like to tell you all kinds of stories from the trip, but I'm still pretty tired and I have early classes tomorrow. So I'm just going to make a list of some of the things that require story-telling, and hopefully tomorrow or another day I will come back and fill in the details. Here we go:
1. We consumed inordinate amounts of alcohol and weed.
2. Our condo was perfect.
3. I hooked up with a close friend of mine. Oops.
4. And with some guy that I met on the beach.
5. We had an incredible night at a karaoke bar.
6. Sean O almost hooked up with a woman in her 50s. We have pictures.
7. Aaron's girlfriend annoyed the hell out of me, but I survived.
My hair is kind of stripe-y now. I don't think that's a word, but yeah, I have white-blonde highlights in it. It's kind of cool. Nothing I would keep permanently, but good enough as a step on the way to reverting to blonde.
I leave Saturday morning for Panama City. I have no idea how I'm going to make it through four classes tomorrow - the anticipation is killing me.
I'll be back on the twelfth, with plenty of pictures.
nicole: 19-year-old LSU sophomore. biochemistry, pre-med. native new orleanian. starbucks barista. borderline alcoholic. addicted to facebook, red bull and vodka, and college football. a little neurotic, extremely indecisive, and often irresponsible.
I was reading an article in The Reveille today about the effects of alcohol, and it said that heavy drinkers are at risk for brain damage. It defined a "heavy drinker" as someone who has at least 100 drinks in a month. I thought about it for a while, and I think I've actually reached that total for April.
I uploaded all of Elise's spring break photos to a 
Hi. I'm home. I had a great time in Panama City, and didn't want to leave. I'd like to tell you all kinds of stories from the trip, but I'm still pretty tired and I have early classes tomorrow. So I'm just going to make a list of some of the things that require story-telling, and hopefully tomorrow or another day I will come back and fill in the details. Here we go:
