On the piss

Holy shit. I was so drunk last night.

Scotland is fun but the high pitch space-aged level of alcoholism is not for me.

Next time we're out drinking, remind me of this:

Yay, it's everyone's favourite game: get ready for work in 30mins... drunk!!

Round one: try to get off work! Call your boss. She tells you she knows you were out last night getting drunk and to come in. Fuck
Round two: drunken shower olympics! Drop the soap and yourself too. Fuck, my pelvis!
Round three: a breakfast of chamiopns! 2 liters of water and a bowl of Special K. Because you're worth it!
Round four: where are my motherfucking socks?!
Round five: Purge! Maybe that bowl of Special K wasn't such a hot idea.

I'm looking forward to cooking drunk, personally. This is shit.

Please, kill me now!

24 of blue, 1/4oz of pot and 1 aluminum lawn chair

Made it through the day alright. Suffering from a few UARI†'s but generally AOK! I'm in an odd place at work because most people are a tad younger than me and therefore loads less responsible. It's funny thinking that I'm all trying to fit in when I know better. OMG peer pressure! Maybe if I had cooler pants or a better haircut...

Binge drinking seems to be a way of life around these parts. I enjoy my moderate drinking and light drug use back home to be honest.

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† Un-explained Alcohol Related Injuries

I was a typical teenaged mess.

Highschool Meme. For the record Highschool was the worst time of my life. My step Dad left, my absent biological father arrived, I moved twice and I came out of the closet in the period of about 3 years. I got depressed and dropped out in the spring of 1999, I believe. Try again the following year, kept screwing up until I came out. At which point all my friends had moved on in life, further compounding the problem. But I digress...

I was a typical teenaged mess.

School and Year you graduated

Westdale Secondary School, 2000 (didn't graduate)

Nickname in high school?

Just "Brode" most of the time.

Sport you were into?

I really liked volleyball, track and weight lifting in Phys. Ed. class mostly. I didn't do any extra-cirricular stuff because I was too indie/arty/pretentious. Plus I was always hella busy with rehearsals, performances etc. Although some people I know managed too do both, most of which had an extra parent.

When I was really big (320lbs big) the football coach was always trying to recruit me. Unfortunately I avoided much organized sports in High School and all the teenaged homo-erotica and the formative experiences that result from them. In retrospect the majority of my apprehension actually stemmed from fear of my sexuality.

Had a circle of friends?

Definitely. I would say we were the slightly pretentious elite geeks. The type who read Wired or Shift, lusted after gadgets, drank fancy coffee and talked at length about starting out own indie online comic book company. We were so 90s.

Best subject?

Music, because I hardly had to try aside from theory. I got credits for playing pieces I'd played years ago with people I played with outside of school. It was great. Although our teacher had a bit of an inferiority complex and suffered a nervous breakdown once. Not because we were snotty but life stress. Seeing her break year after year still disturbs me to this day although at the time I was a bit more oblivious. She's ok now, I've seen her at annual public school strings concerts.

A close second was computer programming class. It rocked because we were all so driven to succeed and were always trying to out-pace eachother.

Worst subject?

Probably Chemistry and English. Chemistry because the material didn't stick in my mind too well despite studying. And English because I had a crazy feminist teacher named Mrs. Cook-Petz. I kid you not.

A teacher you owe life lessons to?

My History teacher who helped me not to be affraid of politics and helped to explain how much of the legislative system in Ottawa actually works in practice as opposed to out of a text book. He was good... if only I could remember his name.

Describe in one word...

Freshman year: Panic stricken but exciting.
Sophomore year: Lazy
Junior year: Stressful
Senior year: Depressed

Your best friend was?

Probably Paul Niklis. He still is really, although our lives have gone in seperate directions.

Worst friend?

Nobody I can remember or is worth remembering.

Cafeteria food sucked?

Oh god yes. And yet I still ate it.

Wore uniforms?

Nope, but they kept threatening to.

How was the prom?

Apparently it was very nice. Preppy as fuck though. Lotas rich kids went to Westdale.

Who were the prom king and queen?

I remember they were very pretty. I can't remember who though.

Any achievements?

Chronic under-achievement aside from very specific areas.

Were you popular?

Recently it's become apparent to me that I was much more popular then I believed myself to be at the time! I had a mutable exterior that fluctuated from bitterly sardonic to shiny and optimistic that covered up my crushing feelings of isolation and guilt.

Best song that reminds you of high school?

Treble Charger - Red

Random 30 Meme

Take 30 random songs from your MP3 collect and post them here. They must be random. No omission for posterity.

( Not bad for being random )