SHIT MAN. I'm so drunk right now. Typing is seriously SO HARD. It's been too long....... I haven't been this drunk in a while. I love you guys. You need to drink more.
I'm thinking I'm going to be more severely drunk tomorrow but I might not be at a computer. SO just in case..... I got drunk tonight. Just kidding though, it's my roommates birthday so we were getting tanked anyway. Shit's awesome.
I had to go to the second page of threads to revive this....... shame on everyone.
That includes me! Lord knows I've been drunk many times in the past WEEK, but I haven't posted here. Where is the love???
Love you guys anyway, even if you don't post when you guys get drunk. Because I KNOW YOU DO. I hope this thread being on the main page will inspire people to drink and POST more.
Tomorrow night I'm trying "Power Hour," where you take a shot of beer every minute in an hour... I most definitely will NOT make it all the way through, but I'll try my bestest and I'll try to remember how far I got. I'll prolly be entirely too drunk to post.
My liver must hate me at this point.
Hope everyone has had a wonderful night. RYAN!!! You should still take an extra plane ride and come visit me. You're loaded with cash!!!!!! You could totally do it. I forgive you though Hope you have a fun trip.
Roberto when are one of us going to win this lottery to get a trip for you to the states? It will never come soon enough!
Matt, you need to come south sometime. Despite the terrifying stereotypes, I can still show you a good time. In a non sexual way. That's just how COOL Austin is.
I have to drive a whole bunch tomorrow So I'm going to pass out and get 3 hours of sleep before I have to get up. Should be fun! Goodnight everyone!
You guys were right, Power Hour wasn't that bad at all. I made it through the hour and I felt fine, but I have to say... finishing those last shots was a challenge, just because I had been drinking beer non-stop and it was SO difficult to burp. It felt like I had beer foam stuck in the back of my throat, it was not okay!! About 10 minutes or so after the game though, I felt fine (moderately drunk, what can I say?).
DUDES AND DUDETTES: I love you. I'm quite drunk, and I wanna sy I sincerely appreciate you all. I'm worried that I might be becoming an alcoholic, being since I'm apparently on a row of getting drunk... But only a LITTLE worried, don't you mind. LOVES AND KISSES.
I LOVE YOU ALLLLLLLL. I'm outside on my BEAUTIFUL balcony chain smoking until the sun comes up. I love it. Thank you everyone for being so awesome. Hope you are all having a splendiferous time sleeping right now
SOOOOOO. Rhan and ?Rya n... there we go. we're in a hotel room. wigth y woman. And w'er druk after the wedding. I wish youa ll love@ I WISH I couldtalk to you all more bu I cna'tg bcauese I am an asshole. And Ryan says he oves you a moderate amount. So yeah I hope you'r eall having a great night tonight. Peace out!!!
There is a certain childhood glee found when you're wearing high quality, waterproof boots and the streets outside are otherwise intraversible without sloshing through 4-6 inch thick puddles resulting from minor flooding.
First of all, I want to apologize for being AWOL the past year or two. I do mean it when I say I love you all, despite my anti-social behavior the past couple of years. Grad school and the immediate aftermath are, with the passage of time, starting to be understood by me as a really unhappy and unproductive time. I can see now how fundamentally unprepared I was for the purely academic study of religion. I was expecting a far more seminarian environment – where no one can call you on your bullshit because there’s no actual standards to hold one to account with. I still feel my anger and frustration with the academy are partially based on the archaic power relations and oversaturation of unwanted skills, yet I also am a pretty poor scholar. I eat up information and store it for my own eccentric delight, but I do not possess the necessary skills to formulate my own, transportable “knowledge” in a consistently innovative, marketable and interesting-to-others manner. So I wrote a bunch of disparate nonsense that satisfied the aims of the seminars I was in but failed to tie into any larger subject. My lack of progress is what led me to take some time off in 2008; when I returned to school I believed I found a bold new objective in Mormons and Politics. But Prop 8 happened and my project was a huge mess and I pretty much just stopped going to class and spent my days watching election coverage and drinking heavily.
Anyway, my general feelings of worthlessness and a lack of any direction or future prospects made me even more depressed than I already was, and I have been slowly fighting it since. A real problem I’ve been having is feeling comfortable talking to people who knew me well before all that sob story occurred. I really don’t know how to articulate what I truly care about anymore. My identity increasingly relied on plans I had made years in the past, as I had focused all my attentions on my academic career that become some sort of disturbed all or nothing game, fusing my religious turmoil and my lack of skills in any other feasible task into this formless ideal that I would never live up to.
I feel myself evolving somewhat now that I feel like I’m shaking off the dust and taking some wobbly steps forward. I can now look back on the immediate past and realize that I do not take nearly enough time to maintain the relationships that have real value and meaning to them. Those that especially insist on thriving despite my penchant for indulging a selfish pity party for one.
I’m sorry that I am a crummy poster. I read the forums almost every day and never comment not because I don't have things to say. But I love this community, and all the friends I've made here, and I'm going to try and be more engaged from now on.
No worries Jakey... I too haven't been a consistent poster and I'm not good at connecting with all the great people I've met on here. But I have love for you all.
Well it's good to know you're still around more or less at least. Life isn't always what you wish it was I guess. I think some of us are just in tough bits of our lives like that. I know I sure aren't where I'd like to be. It's good to remember that some people will care about you regardless.
All that meaningful and well thought-out things that Jakey just posted.
PS Hammer & Tongs are teh roxxorz
You've had the courage to say the things that I couldn't. I've had the same feelings about this community and my own absence myself. Not the exact circumstances, but very similar outcomes (and almost the precise reasons for my prolonged absence).
I've been a part of this community for almost 5 years (possibly more, I'm, too drunk to do the full maths right now), and it's always been a bedrock for me. Somewhere that I could speak my mind and not just be shot down, but also somewhere that people would call me on my bullshit.
Truly this is one of the last bastions of sense on the internet. You guys are all awesome.
But I am more awesome because I have metalwork in my spine.
YEeeeeeeaahhhh. Alcohol is awesome. I love you all!! Did you know that the OB is the second thing in my toolbar next to my email? You're THAT important to me. Everyone here. YEARGH.
BTW, I don't understand why people think Rush is the best band ever. Fly By Night is really annoying. But I like Tom Sawyer a lot.
The OB is the first page opened when I do my internet rounds. I like most of you guys a lot. I don't like Jakey. He's a big jerk. I waited 20 minutes and then walked home, Mr. "I'll be there in 5".
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I'm thinking I'm going to be more severely drunk tomorrow but I might not be at a computer. SO just in case..... I got drunk tonight. Just kidding though, it's my roommates birthday so we were getting tanked anyway. Shit's awesome.
I LOVE YOUUUUU
I'm just that awesome
But still: tomorrow!
That includes me! Lord knows I've been drunk many times in the past WEEK, but I haven't posted here. Where is the love???
Love you guys anyway, even if you don't post when you guys get drunk. Because I KNOW YOU DO. I hope this thread being on the main page will inspire people to drink and POST more.
Tomorrow night I'm trying "Power Hour," where you take a shot of beer every minute in an hour... I most definitely will NOT make it all the way through, but I'll try my bestest and I'll try to remember how far I got. I'll prolly be entirely too drunk to post.
My liver must hate me at this point.
Hope everyone has had a wonderful night. RYAN!!! You should still take an extra plane ride and come visit me. You're loaded with cash!!!!!! You could totally do it. I forgive you though
Roberto when are one of us going to win this lottery to get a trip for you to the states? It will never come soon enough!
Matt, you need to come south sometime. Despite the terrifying stereotypes, I can still show you a good time. In a non sexual way. That's just how COOL Austin is.
I have to drive a whole bunch tomorrow
I'm thinking 60 shots of beer couldn't be more than a six-pack worth.
I LOVE YOU ALLLLLLLL. I'm outside on my BEAUTIFUL balcony chain smoking until the sun comes up. I love it. Thank you everyone for being so awesome. Hope you are all having a splendiferous time sleeping right now
First of all, I want to apologize for being AWOL the past year or two. I do mean it when I say I love you all, despite my anti-social behavior the past couple of years. Grad school and the immediate aftermath are, with the passage of time, starting to be understood by me as a really unhappy and unproductive time. I can see now how fundamentally unprepared I was for the purely academic study of religion. I was expecting a far more seminarian environment – where no one can call you on your bullshit because there’s no actual standards to hold one to account with. I still feel my anger and frustration with the academy are partially based on the archaic power relations and oversaturation of unwanted skills, yet I also am a pretty poor scholar. I eat up information and store it for my own eccentric delight, but I do not possess the necessary skills to formulate my own, transportable “knowledge” in a consistently innovative, marketable and interesting-to-others manner. So I wrote a bunch of disparate nonsense that satisfied the aims of the seminars I was in but failed to tie into any larger subject. My lack of progress is what led me to take some time off in 2008; when I returned to school I believed I found a bold new objective in Mormons and Politics. But Prop 8 happened and my project was a huge mess and I pretty much just stopped going to class and spent my days watching election coverage and drinking heavily.
Anyway, my general feelings of worthlessness and a lack of any direction or future prospects made me even more depressed than I already was, and I have been slowly fighting it since. A real problem I’ve been having is feeling comfortable talking to people who knew me well before all that sob story occurred. I really don’t know how to articulate what I truly care about anymore. My identity increasingly relied on plans I had made years in the past, as I had focused all my attentions on my academic career that become some sort of disturbed all or nothing game, fusing my religious turmoil and my lack of skills in any other feasible task into this formless ideal that I would never live up to.
I feel myself evolving somewhat now that I feel like I’m shaking off the dust and taking some wobbly steps forward. I can now look back on the immediate past and realize that I do not take nearly enough time to maintain the relationships that have real value and meaning to them. Those that especially insist on thriving despite my penchant for indulging a selfish pity party for one.
I’m sorry that I am a crummy poster. I read the forums almost every day and never comment not because I don't have things to say. But I love this community, and all the friends I've made here, and I'm going to try and be more engaged from now on.
PS White Russians are teh roxxorz
You've had the courage to say the things that I couldn't. I've had the same feelings about this community and my own absence myself. Not the exact circumstances, but very similar outcomes (and almost the precise reasons for my prolonged absence).
I've been a part of this community for almost 5 years (possibly more, I'm, too drunk to do the full maths right now), and it's always been a bedrock for me. Somewhere that I could speak my mind and not just be shot down, but also somewhere that people would call me on my bullshit.
Truly this is one of the last bastions of sense on the internet. You guys are all awesome.
But I am more awesome because I have metalwork in my spine.
(I have trouble with emotional statements).
I also realized, I haven't made a drunk post in a while. Eh.
BTW, I don't understand why people think Rush is the best band ever. Fly By Night is really annoying. But I like Tom Sawyer a lot.
That's how much I love you guys.