Saturday night I went over to a friend's house and me, my brother's and their wives, as well as my brother's friends all went. Since we all pretty much know each other (at least I think my brother's know each other) there was nothing really odd in means of comfort. She, my friend made up a batch of pudding shots... almost like jello shots but it's crazy how much it reminded me of Wendy's Frostys, but with alcohol. Me, and my brother's friend who might also be a casual friend now, pretty much horded all the pudding shots. I was mostly aiming to get drunk since the last time I got drunk I just managed to get wasted some a few beers, or maybe it was the highly toxic "whatever the girl's having as well" drink that pushed me to the limit. In any case, not too many people were drinking for the sake of "safe driving" and because driving under the influence is a put plain and simply: BAD. So we all ended up playing some game called Boulderdash, I am sure the spelling's off but I don't care, then we played some game called the newly wed game. I'll leave that game out of the description.
Since my brother's friend and my female friend are going out (not weird... I don't care) it makes it that more of a family reunion each time we all get together to have a game night. So we all end up talking and somehow we get to a topic where my brother's friends girlfriend has a cousin, we all end up inviting her. About an hour later she finally arrives and while we all end up finishing the game and everyone's taking off, it's then up to me, my brother's friend, his girlfriend, and her cousin to make due to whatever game. All the pudding shots are down and out, and it's either some type of liquor or cerveza. I go with the beer (it's Corona so I guess it's more proper when it's referred to as cerveza) and we end up playing Mario Party 8.... Yeah? I have no idea. While it's me and him against his girlfriend and her cousin and turning Mario Party into a drinking game, the only thing that was missing were the shots and maybe a deeper concept of drinking games. For the most part they made it into a good idea with blue spaces and red spaces and then getting stars and winning a mini-game, it was nice and enjoyable. I finished off a couple of beers and I normally drink drafts so this was a little different for me drinking bottled beer, at least it's better than cans but I don't too many people that shotgun bottled beer; not saying it can't be done but when you're consuming slivers of glass in the process, I scoff at your ignorance when you suffer internal bleeding. I had all of the next day, mostly, to suit for a hangover but when the cousin had to be someplace and had to leave later that night, it made me lose a sense of connection.
I guess what I'm a little questionable about, is, well everything. I never really got to say much to her (the cousin) and since I guess the female friend hasn't seen her, I would be violating her time to reunite with her... of course, hook me up with her and there's more of a reason you can see more of her. Party games every weekend maybe, eh? Although, I've felt i never quite fully understood anything or everything. I go to school and every day I am almost more confused at what they're trying to teach us... maybe to be know-it-alls of technology, awesome hackers, dorky nerds with no social life? The party scene and trying to pick up chicks is almost as me trying to explain what I do, at school, with the confidence that I know what I'm doing. I don't know what I'm doing, I just do whatever's painted on the yellow brick road. So, therefor I need to reconnect with my party man and probably the most trendy urban party person I know. Seriously, if he's had some of that stuff you usually get from too much partying, he's probably wealthy of it. Put it simply, he just knows a hell of a lot of girls, and he's a chick magnet. For whatever reason, I don't care if what he is "is what he is", he's just that cool and I would just like to get his lingo, be one of those suave sellers of persona, and even though I live in my grandparents creaky and spooky attic and push off all my NES cartridges off my bed, still able to talk a girl into coming over to lay on my bed. I could be an a-hole but I feel sad for myself already I just don't want to bear more of the strain of being "more" disliked. However, I suppose I could carelessly step on everyone's toes to get where I need to be with no concern for how it will be when I'm at where I need to be. Sure enough, somebody's going to hate your guts, and I've just tried hard to appeal to everyone when I was in high school... the real world isn't as linear as being everyone's friend. To be a successful person, do what you much to appease either the ones that are higher up in the totem, or appease the ones around you. Make your choice, for there are a thousand ways to reign control over something, and seize the day.
Now I am even more confused, so don't feel too bad when what I talk about is confusing. I don't get it. My mind is sporadic and mentality sprays like a mist that envelopes the atmosphere, either absorbing the personality of someone else, or the vibrancy of a kid... I go with the environment, to be something different, something contagious. Life's a puzzle; figure it out.
And now for the big portion of this blog....
Do you have a drinking game that you would like to share? And if so, do you have a proper formula for promoting a great time with it?
I was thinking something like You Don't Know Jack; where even if you were sober, you might still get the question wrong - so shot for you!!! Then when it's time for Jack Attack, every press results in a drink (10 misses, 10 drinks for you). At least two games worth and you might be feeling a little of it. You Don't Know Jack sample... DOES contain spoilers!!!!