Adam's Drunken Melee

So my dearest friend Adam turned 21 this past weekend and HOLY SHIT I have never been drunk for so many days in a row. And I don't mean drinking so many days, I mean piss-ass drunk. Friday was "Celebrate the Beginning of Thanksgiving Break Down A Flask of Tequila Day". BOMBED! And had a wee bit of fun with a certain Greek boy that makes me smile thinking about him. (Shush Petri :0) ) Then Saturday was "Go See Lindsay Sing at IBC and Drink Free Drinks Bought by Nice Boys Day" I danced and drunk myself into a royal stupor, and got very ill the next day because my body cannot accept vodka into its ecosystem. I tried to argue "Don't worry Body! I'm not paying for these drinks of pure evil! They're free!" but my stupid body wouldn't listen. Sunday was "Adam Turns 21 at Midnight Good God Am I Drinking Again Day" We took him to Foul Shots and got him absolutely blasted. He was hilarious. He was convinced his face fell off and everyone was just looking at his skull with pieces of flesh on it. Little gross, but so funny. He then decided we were going to lie on the soaking wet ground at 1am and pretend that it was summer, and that we were tanning. He was very angry with me when I only half sat on the ground (not wanting to get soaking wet) but soon forgot about it because I think a bird flew by or something. I was then sent with the Greek boy to go get a half bottle of vodka from his apartment, and as we were in his living room "talking politics"... belligerently drunk Adam bursts through the door screaming, "I don't care what you guys are doing in here! It is MY birthday and you need to come back to MY PARTY in MY APARTMENT!" He had apparently left our place, telling everyone he was going outside to smoke and ran all the way to where we were just to yell at me. He also told me later in the night that I was not to get any action because it was HIS birthday and he was going to puke later and it was my job to take care of him. Which I did, with the help of my good friend Deanna and the Greek boy. It was awesome. He had a good night and felt ok the next day, which was good. And I ended up walking the Greek boy home, and having a blast doing that. Adam was hilarious. I am glad you only turn 21 once, because I was lighting his cigarettes all night and pulling out his chair and pushing it in for him. It was hilariously fun, but never again. Ya hear me Adam? :0)
Then the next night was "My Body is Going to Die if I Drink Any More Oh Look I'm Drunk Again Day" Me, Adam, Deanna, and Adam's friends Wendy and Reuben hit the Bloomington bars which were DEAD on a Monday night. We had a nice quiet night and I ate nine dollars worth of La Bamba's at the end. Soooo good. Ha, we also hit the only gay bar in town, and of the 15 people there, I knew like 7 of them. It was awesome.
Anyway, I'm off to my AA meeting now, so I'm going to finish my coffee and Bailey's and say, Adam thanks for turning 21! This past weekend was a total blast and I love you so much! Deanna, thanks for the good company and all your help in the shopping, planning, cooking, and having a brother. You rule Petri, Love ya! :0)
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