A group of the pre-graphic design majors, Kate and I had dinner at Tokyo Fro’s last night. It was probably juvenile and immature of me to stick peas up my nose but don’t worry, 10 years from now, I will still be sticking peas up my nose–guaranteed. O yeah, I ordered my first alcoholic beverage since my first hangover, a Peach Long Island, and it is official. I am sick of it. I know…I know…LIGHTWEIGHT, make fun of me all you want, Jeff and alcohol were never supposed to combine in the first place. It was fun while it lasted. But…just for the sake of keeping my manhood, I would like to say that Three Adios Mudda Fuckaz, or 2 Grateful Deads and a Passion Fruit Martini, or a Tokyo Tea, Grateful dead and Adios Muddafucka had nothin on me.
Well…that was until I had those 2 grateful deads, stoli vodka and that one thing I halved with Kaye on a night where I ate nothin but that half homemade sandwich with Kate during brunch.
Message to the kids:
If you’re a dumbass like me and come up with an economic plan to be a college student and still afford to drink, do not follow my plan. Just in case you didn’t know what it was: Don’t spend money on food so you spend less money on alcohol to achieve a good buzz. It works. No doubt. But, yes, it’s a stupid thing to do and I knew it was a stupid thing to do in the first place, but hey, I’m a stupid person. I’ll countlessly touch an electrocharged cupcake like Bart Simpson. Amen.