Yes, sometimes life does fucking suck.

brittany_bitme

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Well, there was supposed to be a fucking good party tonight. At a friend's place about a two block walk from my place. I was going to get so fucking hammered....well maybe not that drunk, but good and drunk. Haven't been drunk in a while.

So, after I got cleaned up and packed my beer, I walked over to the friend's place, and it's locked. Damnit. Called his cell phone, and now the fucking party is out of fucking town. Goddamnit, that means I gotta stay sober so I can drive back legally. So much for a good party. There hasn't been a good party here in a while...hell there hasn't been a party in town for at least a couple months. It sucks. Now I can't drink. Or hardly. I can't get drunk, for sure...can't even get a buzz on.

Fuckin' people! I don't know what they plan on doing to get back into town, cuz I'm sure as fuck that out of the people driving out there, I'll be the only sober person driving back.

Aaaaahhhh...I haven't been this mad in a while. Well, not really mad, just majorly pissed off. Goddamn you fucking sons-of-bitches who don't fucking care about driving drunk! I like to try to be somewhat responsible, and I get fucked over. Bastards.
 
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what kind of place do you live in that there is only a good party ever few months

where i live you can find a good party any Friday or Saturday

IF YOU REALLY WANT TO DRINK SLEEP IN YOUR CAR UNTIL YOU ARE SOBER
 
I live in a small town, where I'm stuck because of low cash flow and high debt (for amount of cash flow). There is pretty much no one here my age, as most young-un's get outta town as soon as they're done high school. There are a few my age or a couple years younger (still legal drinking age), but to get 'em all together for a party hasn't happened very often lately.

There's a number of things that I like about living here, but at the moment they are all overshadowed by this one thing.

By the way, I forgot to mention that the only reason I'm still not out there is because I'm waiting for a friend who I'm giving a ride out there so she doesn't have to drive. She just got off work and is on her way over here right now.

As pissed off as I am right now, I'll probably be a fucking chimney all night. Oh well. Maybe something will happen tomorrow night. Then again, next weekend is rodeo weekend here, so I'll get fucking major hammered in the beer gardens.
 
Meh, it was dull. It was pretty much just all the local stoners, and they were passing the pipe around a few times.

As an example of how lame it was, the most entertainment was this one chick who was high on ecstasy (sp?) and had no clue what was going on. She could walk, somewhat, but otherwise very uncoordinated.

I only had one beer, which I made last a while, but I was out there for about two hours before we headed back to town. I had a good laugh then, too, when I freaked the one guy out and made him think I was the cops; coming out of nowhere and chasing him for a bit. After I quit chasing, I called the one guy in the car and said that it was me chasing them, and he said they were freaked out that it was the cops. Yup, drunk and high, not thinking straight; if I'd have been the cops, I'd have had my lights on pretty quick instead of just chasing them.

Other than that, I drove around a little, and now it's been about twenty-three hours since I woke up for work Friday morning. I'm beat. Bedtime. What a dull night.
 
That kind of sounds like where I'm living right now. Everyone knows you and your drink of choice, it gets a little dull just hanging out with the same ten people.
 
I've done that before. But I don't get piss drunk off beer, so sleeping in the car would be uncomfortable. Even now, the main reason I'm up is because my back is stiff. Ten hours of sleep and I'm still tired as hell, but I shorted myself on sleep all week so that's to be expected.

Sherpagirl, yes that is exactly right! Especially when the party's out of town and I can't get drunk, and when pretty much everyone else is on one drug or another.

Oh well, rodeo weekend will just be that much better, then!
 
Except none of the people who consistently show up to any party that's happening would stay sober enough to drive. I'm the only one under twenty-five, for sure, who will go to a party and have a couple beer, but stay sober. The one guy has gotten away with drinking and driving for most of the three or four years he's been driving; and besides wrecking one vehicle and damaging another, so has another guy.

The second guy has now quit driving while drunk, as far as I know. But the other guy is basically just begging to get caught. Any given time on a weekend (and quite often during the week), he'll have a beer in his hand while behind the wheel. Besides the fact that he drives a granny car, he's bound to get caught or kill himself and others sooner or later.

Being responsible can sometimes suck, but yet, it's the responsible thing to do. At least I know I won't get in shit.
 
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