Drinking

my feet hurt

Posted on November 19, 2006. Filed under: Drinking, Friends, randomness, School, The boy(s), Theatre |

I just got home from volunteering at the John Orr Dinner, a Queen’s Alumni event. I volunteered last year too and my favourite part both times was seeing the Queen’s Bands again. I don’t know, there’s just something about those bands that remind me of the community I had at Queen’s and then, when I look around the room, I know that everyone in there has had such a similar and positive experience from that University and I love it. I know, I know, I’m a Queen’s snob through and through and you know what? I love it!

The event went well, though I only knew about 20 people, it was nice to catch up with them. I couldn’t handle the young ones and their drunkenness — I suppose I’m old now (though they actually are getting younger!). The class of ’10 was present (scary!).

The weekend also kicked off with Brian and I standing in line for a lottery to see Wicked.  A cool idea, though if you don’t get tickets it’s just a waste of an evening. It was cool to be a part of it, even though we didn’t win. We then had a mediocre to poor dinner at Lone Star.

After a weekend of standing, tonight in heels, my feel are killing me as is my head so I’m going to put the deliriousness that is me to bed. Good night!

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gin is lethal. i’m up for prohibition…okay, maybe not.

Posted on July 16, 2006. Filed under: Drinking, Family, Friends |

I have always had this problem whilst drinking of not knowing when to stop.

Wait.

Let me correct that.

I KNOW when to stop. I just don’t stop.

I was feeling fantatic yesterday — my body wasn’t in pain, my b12 shot had kicked in and I had lots of energy. So, since I was feeling great, I then want to behave normally and have a couple of drinks with friends.

I think I had more than a couple.

I think I was more drunk than I realized.

I realized that today, when I was really hung over. Not as bad as the night of the drunken phone call but not good. Especially not good for moving furniture in 36 degree heat.

I was all ready to move things YESTERDAY, but my dad wasn’t up to it, and then today, when I was not up to it, I had to put on a happy face and try hard to not fall over from the pain shooting through my head. My own fault. I will always do what is expected of me if I’m the one who caused the pain. Self inflicted illness does not constitute missing work or missing helping when moving. It’s just my own stupidity I have to deal with.

I say — let’s go back to prohibition days. Haha. Then I’d likely become a bootlegger.

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Queen’s Players in Toronto and OCSI

Posted on June 18, 2006. Filed under: Drinking, School, Theatre |

I took NinaDiva to experience Queen's Players last night. This season's show was The OCSI: Toronto. The shows include a cabaret style comedy with a loose mystery plot and the first half is always hilarious. By the second half most of the cast (and audience) are drunk and, as such, you can't really expect much of the second half. I did realize last night that, while the shows in Toronto are great and it's fun to see everyone I know who is involved, we are getting a bit old. The music director is now a doctor in the ER, the producer apparently is now an architect (guess all those years of building sets paid off), and while it is fun to relive old times, I think it's good that the shows are going from twice a year to once a year.

The current players from Queen's were also there. Now, the origins of the Queen's players date back to 1900, but the shows have adapted with the times significantly. The rules have remained the same for quite some time…the players drink on stage (and were given drinks by the audience until this time around (a smart move), whenever you hear a title of a song, the audience yells "sing!" and if someone messes up, you point out how "seemless" it was.

The young players were quite rowdy and drunk, which is what it is all about, but they were obnoxious. I take it down to the mere fact that they weren't the centre of attention (as most drama personalities are wont to be) and had to ensure that people knew of their presence. The onstage players were being nice, but were getting quite annoyed with them.

All in all, it was a good production, quite funny, and my friend Dave's band, Red Zeppelin were awesome. They have a show coming up on the 22nd, so check it out if you get a chance. The voices were very strong last night too. The only problem was that the show was nearly 4 hours long! WAY too long.

We also recieved updates on the Edmonton game, which we won 4-0! That got the crowd going.

All in all, a fun night, a good production, and a nice check point to the realization of oldness.

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my little brother found my blog

Posted on May 27, 2006. Filed under: Drinking, The Little Bro |

In an effort to distract me from how long he had been online, my little, 14-year-old brother found my blog — luckily I don’t lead too much of a scandalous life (at least not any more), but he did happen to find one post and he emailed me at work about it.

The re: line in his email was: amazing google. He then copied this post: after the drunken phone call and ended his email by saying:

… I love google search ..never let me down yet

ohh and  care to explain this??    =P

love : your bratyish brother

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before i put on my make-up

Posted on March 10, 2006. Filed under: Drinking |

Remember in res, when we were up on 2nd floor, moving furniture around in your friend’s room and you were kind of drunk? Then then you decided it would be a good idea to leave the bed inches from the dresser and started singing “because then when you wake up. before you put on your make-up” and put your head up and started pretending to apply mascara.

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lessons in drunken-ness from different parts of the globe

Posted on January 28, 2006. Filed under: Drinking |

Some drunken memories have come back to me, and I want to share the lessons I’ve learned so that you can benefit from my wisdom:

1. Vancouver, BC – when drinking several pitchers from 11:30 am (after class) until about 5:00 am, do not take your cel phone. Not only will you make 43 phone calls you don’t remember, you may also say things that cause people to stop speaking with you

2. Montreal, QC – after arriving at a bar at midnight, do not think you have to catch up to everyone by drinking 3 rounds of 10 shots. The bars are open late here — also, upon leaving the bar, do not try to kick someone with both of your feet at once

3. Kingston, ON – after going to ritual on St. Patrick’s day, do not try to go to the cafeteria (and get kicked out and try to sneak back in again). You could get kicked out of your residency

4. Georgetown, ON – when drinking underage in a ravine, do not run away from the cops because you may end up in a swamp and have to wade through mud that is up past your knees. Also, do not try to lie when your parents pick you up at 11:00. They know what you’ve been up to.

5. London, England – learn what time the tube stops running, and alternate routes of how to get home because after going to an after-hours bar in soho, you won’t be able to find your way back to Putney very easily

6. Glasgow, Scotland – when drinking with Jason Mraz and his band at someone’s apartment, do steal the film from the camera that you’ve been taking photos on all night — you’ll see them again in Toronto and will be able to return the photos

7. Toronto, Ontario – when drinking excessively because you hate your job, do not miss the last bus that can take you home and be grateful that your ex boyfriend will come and pick you up after not speaking to you because of a drunken phone call (see number 1)

8. Dingle, Ireland – when drinking in Dingle, everything works out because everyone’s Irish and therefore everyone’s drinking a lot and you can act however you want to

9. Washington, DC, USA – when the drinking age is 21, you can still get into the clubs. Do have the best night of your life with the greatest new friends you’ve ever met. Do walk around Washington until 6:00 am and lay with your feet against the bottom of the Washington Monument and stare up at the stars as they spin by. Also go up on the roof of your hotel and have a few, just for kicks.

10. Georgetown, Ontario – do have that party with 300 people when you’re 16. It will be memorable and your parents will get over it.

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