Making Bad CHOICES

So I am sure everyone heard about our awesome party during BGR (we didn't know the rules applied to us). Well on Monday we as a house had to attend an alcohol awareness class as part of our punishment to get off probation*. It was educational and I am sure you can guess what many of us 21 year olds did after the presentation. That is correct we went to Stacks. Anyways I did learn that if you BAC goes over .31 you should be in a comma, so Pat add that to the list of you achievments.

Here are some pictures of why we shouldn't drink this much. Oh well your only in college once**.

*We are still on Athletic Probation due to a soccer mêlée with Delta Chi in the playoffs (we won the fight, lost the game).

** Well Clay and Pat got to go to College twice, and Klein he is just trying to pull a Van Wilder.

Just In Case You Were Wondering

Since many of my fellow bloggers are either in lawyer school or “the real world” I feel obligated to update you on what life as an undergrad is like. Well after getting my homework for the week done; I am in prime position to go out and enjoy the amazing Purdue bar scene. I guess I will head out to Jakes tonight around 9 and probably stay until around 2. I plan on blacking out in an attempt to get a hot* formal dinner date, I think my odds are good because it is sorority bid night so all the seniors will be out.

After a heavy night of drinking I will attend my 2 classes tomorrow afternoon, and then get ready for my football scrimmage**. After the game it is buddy function time. Buddy Function should be interesting for 2 reasons:
1). I definitely don’t know my buddy.
2). My sister is now a Pi Phi so she will be here.
Of course these reasons will not stop me from getting drunk and embarrassing myself before I head to Stacks.

Friday I will attempt to make my 8:30 before I head over to the elementary school to hang out with my little brother*** (I am pumped for recess). After that I will be drinking while helping Daily set up for formal dinner. We will definitely be playing power hour during the dinner, I may not even eat so I have more room for Franzia.

Saturday is breakfast club and tailgating with my family (they are upset the Sharpe’s won’t be next to them this year). After the game we will go to stacks and enjoy a great dinner of party fries and Green Dragons, with Rumpies for dessert.

Sunday will be back to my homework and getting it done by Wednesday so I can repeat the same cycle next weekend.

*Of course when I am so drunk I can’t stand my judgment is usually not so good (at least the Tri-Pi’s won’t be out).
** “If we lose I am dissociating”, Chad before he lost to a team with girls on it.
*** My little brother is white...because I requested a white kid.

Stacks and Grad School

In defending P.S.'s position here, I believe those are the standard questions and answers you will get from anyone willing/not to booze on a Tuesday night. However, considering I am still in school for the near future and still have to get into a decent grad school in the future, I cannot black out on Tuesday nights. Well, at least not this week.

Which brings me to his other point: Stacks
Is it wrong to know all the bartenders/servers names yet still be unaware of 80% of the other people in there who you I have had whole conversations with. I think I just have my priorities in line when I am drunk. They are as such:
1) Another drink. Finish this one and buy another. No questions, just instinct.
2.) Sex. More and more desperate as the night goes on. Usually #1 prevents #2 from ever having a possibility of occurring. I think I recall being sober once and realizing how much easier but despicable it would be.
3.) Food. HotBox bread sticks are a standard and have saved me from my last 4 hangovers.


(Pat - Thanks for the 3 consecutive phone calls last night at 1 am while I am trying to sleep to tell me that Chad is eating Poppe's shit. And thanks for reminding me that Lonnie wanted to "end me". I had nightmares.)