Christening the Frat House

Well I suppose it's time I start writing about our drunken debauchery as opposed to whatever I feel like writing. Though as I write this it has been over 3 weeks since the party took place and I don't have much memory left of that night. Spending 2 weeks in up in Swine Thrills takes a toll on ones psyche and a couple of weeks seemed like months when dealing with issues that are boiling over in my head. So as I think back to that weekend I remember the possibilties of what could have happened and some of the things that actually happened. I'll do what I can to get things back on track.


The Cast:

Pat
Ryan
Bryan......

basically the entire e-town crew

Supporting Cast:

The usual girls plus a handful of new faces


Day: Friday the 12th

So even though I had called the boys a week in advance to get things together for the party, i.e. a keg of MGD, somethings don't turn out the way I'd like them to. So after a day spent in Nisku I call up Bryan to see the progress on getting any keg after a late order of MGD was undeliverable. We had decided that a lager would be the best bet for everyone as it usually means that we can drink more of it. Beer of choice was Coors Light, the Silver Bullet. As I was saying I was on my way back from Nisku when I called Bryan only to find out that there was no progress on the keg and that we'd have to go to our clutch places as our last resort. Not five minutes after I had hung up Bryan called back and gave me the address of some back alley liquor store on the southside that had a keg of Coors. After picking it up and loading it into my car I dubbed him "Joey Coors". Once back at the house we buried him in the snow in preparations for the next evening.


Location: The Frat House or The House, until something better is thought up
Time: All day/night kind of deal

So after a day spent running around and doing errands I headed back to the house around 7. Some of the guys were already there drinking from Joey and short while later Francine and her crew showed up. Between I'd say 7 and 9 is when the majority of the people showed up.

Hmm... well alright, it seems I don't remember alot of what happened and more specifically the time frame and order of the events. So I guess I'll just throw out a bunch of things that happened and what I remember, I'm sure you'll all be able to piece things together.

At one point I remember being downstairs and I heard a loud bang as someone dropped something upstairs. Once I got up there I found out that the something was Pannich and the someone was Bryan and Marco. From what I gathered it was a keg stand gone wrong.

Downstairs there was alot Guitar Hero going on and many duels were had. I'm sure the overall champ at the end of the night was Ross.

Upstairs Sean, Kim, Bryan, Marco, and myself played some dumb drinking game that involved cards and dice. The whole point of the game was to get you drunk but I felt that without a sense of accomplishment in winning the game that it was rather pointless.

A couple of douch bag looking guys showed up at some point and everyone watched them closely until they left a short time later.

Some girl that came with Marco's cousin found out that some guy she broke up with over a year earlier had died so she was making a big deal about it. Katie called her on it and ended up almost slapping her.

Some time in the night Natasha and one of those other girls she's always with decided to make tuna sandwhiches and of course that didn't turn out well. Not sure why they keep showing up to our gatherings.

Keiths girl Ashley threw up after drinking a good portion of her Porn Star combo, I think Katie or Pam helped her out.

One of the couples, Shaun and Ashley, showed up on bad terms and fighting but after a few drinks things seemed to cool down between them.

I remember switching it up at one point and doing shots of Tequila with Fran and some of the other girls.

Towards the end of the night I remember a good number of people sitting on my bed and around my room. I remember this cause I've got a pic of me and Brenna.

Right now that's about all I can remember involving the social part of the night so I may aswell finish up with how I remember my night ending. At some point in the night I began fighting with Francine because, well, that's what we do. I remember going to the washroom to take a piss and while washing my hands I looked in the mirror and everything started to go black. Now this has happened before so I know that it means my body has been overcome with alcohol and my brain is shutting down, to keep it short I'm blacking out. Like I said this has happened to me before so I know the best thing for me to do is sit down or better yet lay down. Given my current predicament I was far wanting to black out so I contemplated the best ways to give myself a few more hours if need be, but came up short. So as I reached for the door knob to get out of the washroom I had an idea, a sudden urge, I felt the best idea was for me to throw up. I put my head over the toilet and regurgitated a couple streams. Afterwards I brushed my teeth, popped a couple pieces of gum, and I think I went back into the argument. I say think cause I don't remember if anything was said afterwards and I don't recall anything after that point.

When I woke up it was around 9am and the first thing I obvioulsy noticed was that Fran was gone. This is about when a sudden feeling of dread at the fact that I lost something completely overcame me. I got up, still wearing my jeans, took a look around the house to see what was what, found out that Pannich, Marco, Adriano, and Ross were still somewhere in the house. So with a general idea of what was going on I just figured that what I needed most right then was to see that girl. Now I don't know why I didn't call or text, maybe I did but don't remember, but since my first instinct was to go see her I jumped in my car and headed north on 97th. With everything racing through my head it wasn't as obvious to me at first but I was driving in the middle of two lanes and everything seemed to be spinning about 90 degrees only to reset and spin again. I was intoxicated. Nothing good come of me being in that situation so I decided the best thing was for me to go back home. Once I realized exactly how intoxicated I was I decided that an even better thing for me to do was to stop driving as soon as possible, the nearest house was Castle Keep. So that's where I woke up a few hours later in my old room in an unfamiliar bed.

I'd like to think I learned something after that evening/morning but since then everything sort of just fell apart and my recent actions have shown me I haven't learned a damn thing.

So I'll try and keep it to the bars, to the drunk, to ways of the E-Town force.