NJ: drunk as shit
NJ: …….
krisis: How’d you guess!
NJ: Really? Me too!
by krisis
DrunkBlog Update: Hey, this is Peter again, this time totally sober (really). As it turns out, it wasn’t change that fell out of my pocket during the quick-strip, but instead my keys, which sat on the corner of 36th and Powelton for at least an hour before i realized they were there. Also, i found a dime. Yay. Meanwhile, you won’t even be able to begin to contemplate the extent of idiocy that occured in the last four hours until you see the pictures tomorrow. It’s all about the pictures. Just to give you an idea, the first picture features me trying to set my tongue on fire. Uh-huh. College is neat. WhoO!
Hi. This is amy. SO this is what i was thinking. Peter he’s behind me on my roomate’s bed bitching about the taste of vodka. and i’m like duh! so whatever. and this liz is on my couch passed out. but i got to see peter’s pastey little south philly ital-yaaan ass prance down my block. so it’s all good. quote of the night. “i’ll show you sumo wrestling.” I don’t have fixations with mugs or anything cute like that. my impression of peter “my nipple smells like coffee. pop jargon blog wark” roomate’s talking now. what? i don’t know. what is she saying? i don’t know. huh?! not listening! more impressions of peter “trio was choppy this week. my nipple still smells like coffee. or is that espresso?”
The worst part is that we ran into Matt just before the semi-nude jog, so i’ll be hearing about this in the morning and the weeks to come. But, college is sorta fun, so it’s all good. WhoO!
I swear to the good lord in heaven that i type better drunk then i do sober. Also, about three dollars in change is lying on the sidewalk at 36th and Powelton from when i took my jeans off, if anyone’s interested. Although, Amy Jill and I all agree that if i was totally sober i would have jogged in the nude. WhoO!