No kicks to the crotch for me!
Oh it was a good night. I got to artificially forget that katy and I had broken up, it was Emily's birthday, and I didn't care about Maggies judgements.
I think the basic argument runs as this. That's you're culture, welcome to ours, guess which one has been around longer. Of course that's Ben speak so taken with grain of salt as always. I think we did right though. It WAS her 21st, and she wasn't in Texas (where she grew up) so we did what was necessary. Drunk, not throwing up drunk, but still had to be psuedo assisted home to bed, means we may have nailed the grey zone with which we were aiming. Awesome. Now all that's left is to get her a nice breakfast and a good nights sleep. Sweet.
Stupid school, making me study. I'm so going to complain about me trying to get a new passport too, but not now since it's 2:34 in the morning. Oh shit, screw this, g'night.
Take The Reins - Tsunami Bomb
posted by Jaecyn @ 2:29 AM
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So going out with a friend to a bar, which you know you're not going to enjoy much since you don't drink, but doing it anyway to support her on her birthday, that's really awful. But pressuring your friend to drink more than what she knows her limits are until she vomits, that's the mark of true friendship.
Oh yes, there was definitely vomit.
You know, I figured that we could all be civil about the whole difference of opinion thing, but apparantly not. God, all that me or Maggie did was voice a few concerns that maybe she was drinking too much. Which, as it turns out, were completely warrented. Sorry if concern for our friend ruined your precious drinking.
-Becca
I hope it was worth it, man. I'd heard your birthday stories and the aftermaths of those, but seeing it in person (followed by watching my friend get sick in her sleep and then continue for the next 8 hours)...you know, for a nice guy, you can be mind-bendingly ignorant at times. I lost a lot of respect for you last night.
Oh, and nice touch, making fun of my culture. I make fun of your DRINKING, not your culture, you idiot.
You lost respect for me? That's unfortunate. You knew what we were doing when we went. I didn't make fun of your culture. I said it was of a different mindset on drinking. I don't see how that makes fun of anything. You make fun of my drinking, go right ahead, I do too.
I heard there was indeed vomit, from Emily. And I didn't know we weren't being civil. What did I miss?
Oh, and OJ isn't great for someone who's thrown up. Too acidid.
all i can smell it ick. ick. ickickickickick. it's ICKY, JAE, ICKY! i had puke all in my hair. so gross. and this morning when i was all "shit, gross, ewwwww, wtf?!" and running for the shower i was all.. "shit, i'm gonna puke" and thenthere was the sudden realization that i was on the ground and had indeed puked.. but i didn't remember how i got there..
anyways, i had a lot of fun last night.. though the memory skips quite a bit. it would have been better if i maybe had stopped before the cement mixer. yeah. i did manage to pawn a bunch off on ana.. thank god. the whole, unable to keep anything down this morning.. not even a sip of water was bad. i even puked up the gravol. and then even when there was nothing left in my stomach the dry heaving kicked in.
so, i guess what i'm saying is that it would have been a little more fun if I'd not drank so much. oh well, i'm feeling pretty much better now. wanna hang out? maggie promised me more girl gaming since i was sick. and i called in sick to work. woo.
I just didn't like that you basically make it sound like Maggie was the only thing blocking you from having a really great time, and that you somehow managed to overcome her presence and enjoy yourself. It would be easy enough just to say you had a good time and leave it at that without the personal attacks. I mean, if you have a problem with something she does, talk to her about it, but posting public complaints about her religious restrictions is just rude. Maybe it's not my place to bitch at you about this stuff, it just really pissed me off when I read it.
I don't know, maybe you didn't intend it to come off as mean as it did. If it's just an issue of misunderstood wording, then I'm sorry that I was so mean earlier. And I did have a good time last night, for most of it. We all wanted the same thing out of it-- to have a good time, and make sure Em had a good time too. Just please try to understand where we're coming from-- we just didn't want everyone getting sick and feeling miserable all day today. When you're the sober person at the table, you tend to end up feeling responsible for that whether you want to or not.
Again, I'm sorry for the nasty sarcastic post-- there are better ways to get my point across than being a jerk. Still friends, right?
-Becca
See how much nicer than me Becca is? We don't have all the same opinions, contrary to popular belief.
I know I always give you a hard time about drinking, Jae. I know I can be mean about it, and I'm sorry--it's my way of poking fun, and I know it comes off as too mean sometimes. But last night I got honestly mad at you. I tried very, very hard to not comment throughout the majority of the evening, and despite a few snide remarks while Emily was in the bathroom (which Becca immediately put me in my place for), I fought to be on my best behavior until about 1 in the morning. At that point you were pushing Emily to drink beyond what she wanted, which, regardless of how you feel about drinking or how I feel about drinking, is dangerous. I was mad at you for being irresponsible--it was HER birthday, but you acted like the "fun" of keeping her going was more important than her well-being. You crossed the line with a friend and roommate of mine--I take that personally, and I reserve the right to hold it against you. The rest of us, concerned about Emily's health, checked on her half a dozen times throughout the night to make sure she didn't die and cleaned her up and cared for her when she got sick the next morning. Taking care of my friends is important to me, even if that means I get to be the judgmental stick-in-the-mud who tells you to stop pushing alcohol on someone else--I was trying to do the right thing. Posting about it in your blog after I'd spent all night trying to "not to spoil the fun" and then cleaning up vomit off my couch...well, that just made me angrier.
I hate drinking because I think it's stupid, but that's my opinion. But last night, I lost a lot of respect for you because your actions pushed your drinking out of the realm of "difference of opinion" and into the realm of "hurting one of my friends." I want that difference to be clear, whether you agree with me or not. If it IS clear, I'd like us all to get over this.
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