Shots This Weekend

I had this great idea to keep a liveblog of the shots I take this weekend. I will dedicate each and every one of my shots to a particular person/place/thing/or product of my blackout mind. Now, the original goal of this blog post was for me to have 40 shots, but I'm not sure how that will go. So we'll see. With Super Bowl Sunday occuring this weekend, it would average out to about 10 shots per day/night - which is a very realistic goal. You can cheer me on in hopes that I reach the magical number of 40.

Why do you care? You probably don't. I really just wanted to challenge myself to make this an epic weekend somehow, and this is what I came up with. Also, this blog has been lackluster all week, so it needed something new. And at least it will be interesting to see what my mind comes up with at about 2:00 in the morning to dedicate a shot to. I will also try and give time settings for each shot, and I will make note of any debaucherous activities that are going on around me at the time. I really don't know what I'm going to do about remembering shots while blackout.

Oh, and also, if you leave a request in the comment space, I promise I will dedicate my shot to whatever you request.

My first two shots have already been decided (and will probably happen at about 7:00 this Thursday evening.

(Thursday) Sidenote: I vomited before taking even one drink. Yes, this night will end well.

(Marilyns house)

1. To B-Russ! As he is one of our roommates who actually lives in the real world, he got a job the other day! I will toast my first ounce of liver-destruction to his success.

2. The horrible state of Michigan: a. This school is hard. b. Its too cold here. c. Michigan sports currently blow. I will toast my second ounce of liver-destruction to forget why I came to school here.

3. MARILYN, ROSS' LOVELY G/F WHO I SAW AT CAMPUS corner and invited me over for cocktails.

4. Sargeant Deason

The man, the myth, the legend.

(@ DKE Senior House - State St.)

5. Delta Kappa Epsilon.

6. Drummer from Fleetwood Mac. Spent $ 8 million dollars on cocaine from 1971-1979. (as told to me by doug)

7. Petoskey, MI: Home of Doug; site of my former cottage

8. Awooooooooooooooooooooooo! Werewolves of London.

9. Willy Wonka and the Oompa Loompas

(druunkazoids - beers (but no shots) at white street party

10. lockness monster

(3 a.m. - BACK AT BOX!: Peter, Coop, and I are still alive by the fate of the alcohol gods)

11. to Toilets (I have to piss)... but honestly... what would we do without them?

12. (3:15 a.m. - Yessir. I've decided to pull a personal all-nighter. by myslef that means. This way, I will get a huge head start on my goal of 40 shots. I figure I will do shots. Shots. On the downside, I figure I once again will get none of the work I planned on doing on Friday done. Lame-johnson's... THIS IS MY REASONING: OK. If i go to sleep, there is practically ZERO chance i wake up for my 10 oclock class in the morn. BUT! I have wisely decided that IF i stay up all night drinking, I will EASILY make my 10 oclock class in the morn! yes society, good luck finding a place for me. . .) # 12 - to myself, because i am still drinking at 3:19 a.m. and that's quite sad.

13. Puff the magic dragon. Hey, don't lie, you loved this magical marijuana-created dragon with all of your heart. I'm about to go off on a dissent. My mouth feels as dry as a cactus in Arizona. I feel like I'm making a bad decision by staying up all night (well, bad decisions are what i do best). Peter Peter pumpkin eater is still awake (3:24 a.m) and he is strongly encouraging me to go to bed. Do you thing I should go to bed reader? NO!!!!! Right now, I AM going to watch about two seasons of the Wonder Years (my all-time fav show) while sipping rum for six hours until my class. Then I will present through my appearance to my class that I am in fact one of those drunken guys who will make no progress in life. I digress. . . . . . . (Bonus Question: Will I make it to 14 tonight? - We shall see).

At this point I feel like this blog is just geetting ridiculous. It's just my drunken ramblings. My only hope is that someone can waste some homework time reading this nonsensical blackout thought coming from the piece of shit that God tried to give me which is a brain (he failed).

Note: Half of the shots I post may or may not be legible.

13 and one half: I am not able to do a shot at the moment. but i will leave you with a rookie of the year quote:

"ROSENBAGGER!!!! . . . WARM UP!!! YOU'RE GOIN IN!!!!!!!

13 AND 3/4: Ok, I've probably been lying about the past 5 shots. they've really been mixed drinks. its currently 4:02 a.m. and i have now come to the realization that my life is a failure. i will never post on this blog again. that puts me back at about 10 shots realistically.

- 4:11 a.m. I AM GAY

- 4:53 a.m. I will now try to go to sleep, only because 27 dubious shots lie in front of me the next 3 days. and homework that will undoubtedly be avoided.