So last night Ash and I had planned to get drunk, because she had never been drunk and by golly, I was just in the mood. So we spend the whole day either hanging out or her going to school. 9 pm I made supper and then around 10:30 we got the call from her friends saying he was out of class and had the kahlua and we could stop by.
MY idea of what we were going to do was that we would get the kahlua, then go back to her place. Apparently that wasn't the case.
So we get to this friends house and I'm thinking a kid around 21 or 22, again not the case. Some guy in his thirties opens the door and I'm thinking 'woe, holy shit.' But it's a friend of Ash's and she's frightfully picky about people she hangs out with, so I go along with it and we all sit down and just start talking, another guy shows up, continue talking then the guy in his thirties, Charlie, makes me a glass of kahlua and gives Ash a smirnoff. Now all those lessons back in LMS about never drinking with people you don't know is coming back to me, buuuut again, Ash would never put me in a position of uber danger.
SO! I have my first glass, yum, she spills her bottle of smirnoff, and then tries to play it off like she's been drinking. Uh-huh, yeah we caught her in that lie. Charlie goes out and gets snack foods and more ice, and we start playing some card game called 'Skip-Bo,' which for someone who then has a glass and a half of kahlua in her is a surprisingly difficult game. But Ash was still a bit more sober than myself and she helped me out and the game was lots of fun. We played Uno. Then I was starting my third glass of kahlua and Ash was sharing it with me, then got her own glass (by then she had finished her second bottle of Smirnoff).
So I'm drunk to the point I have to snuggle against the wall to find my way to the bathroom. I come back out and we start playing drinking games, which I had never done and thought since I was drunk, WHY NOT?! We played House (oodles of fun) and Fuck Your Neighbor (not as much fun as House). I noticed Ash really didn't seem to be getting drunk at all, which was a little irritating because it's not all that much fun being the only real drunk person at the party.
Soooo we ganged up on her in House, especially me. Somewhere along the line Charlie was talking about how he can't discus politics when he's drinking with people because things always get heated. I say 'oh well that's the same for my sister and her boyfriend, she's a Republican, him a Democrat. It goes crazy.' And he says 'yeah...kind of like that, but not quite the same. It's a little different.'
Different how?
Well, I'm a socialist.
Like Barack Obama socialist?
He kinda winces and shakes his head and I'm wondering what the fuck could be worse than Obama? Ash picks me up and guides me to his room and it was like a non-violent scene from 'American History X.' There's Nazi flags on the walls, swastikas, there's a little figurine of Hitler in a box, armbands, all that jazz. And my first thought is 'oh, fuck. He's a Nazi, weird, he hasn't ACTED like a Nazi. Only an occasional black joke here or there, no different than me.'
So I come back out and he's explaining no no no, he's not a Nazi and he's entirely against what happened to the Jews, but the ideals behind the National Socialist party, yes, he does agree.
Okay. And he hasn't been all that violent, very pleasant, not crazy. The entire night he hasn't pushed us to drink, and insisted if we want to stop, by all means please stop. No pressure. Very cool. What the fuck? I'm in college, I'll meet interesting people.
So BACK to drinking and playing House. By now Ash and I are on Strawberry Banana daiquiris. And I realize, okay, my stomach starting to feel a little meh, it's time to stop. So Ash and I agree we're finish and we all sit down to watch South Park, and I cuddle up with Ash and it's all good and nice, and we're watching South Park and laughing. Things were dandy, I drifted in and out.
Then Ash got up and ran to the bathroom. I paid no mind and fell asleep again, only to wake up and realize she's still not back. Hrm. Curious much. So I crawl up off the couch and stumble to the bathroom and she's snuggling the toilet bowl. Uh-oh...
So Ash was sick the rest of the night, and I woke up with a hang-over. But still, I have some lucky hang overs. My head was hurting and I was VERY tired, I'm always VERY tired on a hang over. Ash, well...she hang overs the same way my brother hang overs: throwing up a LOT.
So we spent the day hung over, very uncomfortable and a little grouchy. But things are finally settling down. Ash took a LONG nap and when she got up was feeling better. Me, it goes back and forward. But tomorrow I'm greatly anticipating. Just sitting in her apartment, chilling and doing nothing except her working on finals and maybe rping with me when she gets bored of working on her final.
SO. The drinking was fun, very fun. Ash swears she'll never drink again for a long long time, rightfully so, I don't particularly feel like drinking again for a while. I think a big problem for Ash was the fact it was her first time drinking heavily, she was mixing various drinks, and then the fact she wasn't drinking for fun, so much as to try and impress us. Not necessarily the best thing to do when drinking, but eh...
All in all it WAS a good night and I've enjoyed it, though I thoroughly anticipate bed, and tomorrow of laziness.
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