Oooohkay, so as I mentioned in my previous blog, me and ParanoidChant are having a competition about who had the most epic New Year's Eve whatwith crazines, escapades and all that. Once both of us have put up a blog about our respective nights we'll start a poll to decide the winner, but anyways... Me and my friend Andreas officially stopped partying around 11 am today, so here's my contribution:
The night started off so well when me and Andreas were invited to this chick party. Andreas is a bit of a "Don Juan", so he predicted great success! We arrived at around 8 pm, with two plastic bags filled with bottles of liquor and various kinds of drink mixes. Both of us had - as we always do - overdressed, and not only did I have a full suit, hat and gloves, I also carried my Sword Cane and pipe with me. Oooh and I had put on my sunglasses, but I was the only one who thought they made me look badass. Everyone else told me I looked like a tool and ordered me off to mix drinks.
I was pretty stoked about being the bartender for the night though, but I never got to make any drinks! Seriously, everyone just ordered vodka shots and I wondered to myself how hard it could be to just make a shot yourself, I mean, you just pour vodka in a glass and you're all set! Anyhow, at least Andreas would not let me down. He ordered my very own, special brew, "The Little Red Drink". For those who don't know, I invented that drink just so you could get drunk fast, it's 2 parts whiskey, 1 part rum, 1 part vodka, and 1 part strawberry drink mix to get the red colour. Andreas wanted it poured into the drinking horn he had brought along, and that thing is pretty big... As you may expect things instantly started going downhill.
I got a Red one for myself too, but as soon as I was done mixing it Andreas arrived and demanded a refill. Basically we were out of liquor in no-time, and Andreas was tossing around his knife in front of people while the girl hosting the party had snuck away with my sword cane. >:/ To me it felt like the party wasn't going anywhere; the girls were all the "annoying" kind of drunk, and the only other two guys there were insecure about the badassness of me and Andreas, so they tried to be as macho as possible.
I guess around 10 I was pretty drunk too, and I was getting REALLY bored. Andreas and I had planned to just stop by and then head into Gothenburg and look for parties there, but since he was still busy chatting up some girl I decided to leave the party before him. I do that sometimes, you know, wander off like that. It annoys the hell out of people, but like I said in this crappy (and most confusing) video blog I was doing with my cell phone: "sucks to be them!"
I got my Sword Cane back, and as soon as I had left the party I found this EPIC sign I just instantly fell in love with:
If it hadn't been so big I would have brought it with me, damn it! But I kept on walking, and it wasn't long until I got my first keepsake of the night! Some random guy loved my costume so much that he gave me one of these retroreflectors that you can attach to your jacket... perhaps that wasn't a very grand tribute, but it was a tribute nonetheless! After that I craved a cheeseburger, but I ended up fencing with some teenagers instead. They tested out my sword cane and as thanks they kindly informed me that McDonald's was closed. (awww)
I thought "screw it" and tried to call Andreas on his cellphone, but this random girl picks up and goes "Hello? Happy new year! *click*" Figuring that Andreas will eventually find his way back to my place, that's where I head next. As I walk up on my floor I get this shock, because SOMEONE IS UP THERE! It turns out it is Andreas, who couldn't hold my "Little Red Drink". He was by the toilet, projectile-vomiting and whining. Hah! No sign of his cellphone either. Clearly random girl haz it.
It is important to note that it is still 11 pm, so it's not even the new year yet and Andreas is already a lost cause.
After that I think I fell down on the floor for a while. My elbow still hurts from that. I also have this memory of me standing next to Andreas by the toilet... I only had an unbuttoned shirt and a hat on - no pants, or even underpants. Mildly disturbing, I know, but I was completely hammered. I remember having a bag of potato chips that I was eating as I watched Andreas throw up, hehe.
Eventually Andreas threw me out of the bathroom and locked the door, but before that the following conversation took place... (I have it recorded on my cell, and since I was documenting shit it's even in English!)
Me: Andreas how are you feeling?
Andreas: Q....quite alright...
Me: Quite alright! Do you think we'll be able to get into Gothenburg in about an hour?
Andreas: Not a fucking chance...
Me: Two hours?
Andreas: Not a focking chance...
Me: THREE hours?
Andreas: *pause* *spits in toilet* "Go fuck yourself"
After that I decided to just wander out on my own. I never got my cheeseburger, so I had to go on a quest for drunken feedz! Somehow I managed to get dressed again, and I decided to journey towards this gas station that is open 24/7. On my way there though, I ran into some trouble...
I met this guy. This BIG guy. He was not only taller than me, but he looked ripped as well. He was probably more drunk than I was, and it seemed like he was up to no good. In fact, as soon as he saw me he tried picking a fight. He insisted that I should give him my sword cane, using a lot of swear words and threats in his very... persuasive argument. It was pretty obvious that he was just picking a fight, so I refused to give him the cane.
He was stumbling forwards in as aggressive a fashion as he could, and this is pretty much where 10 years of suppressed rage surfaced for me. Lots of flashbacks to how people would push me around in school, etc. So I thought to myself: "Do I pull out the sword? No, fuck, no time! CHARGE!"
Uh, so yeah, I went berserk and swung my cane in what was pretty much a 180 degree spin. It hit the guys head so bad that the cane broke and it's top fell off. I guess it's lucky that the cane turned out to be made of cheap crap, or it might have been the guys head that broke instead. Either way he wasn't so keen on fighting anymore, and ran away, crouching with his hands on his head. I didn't make a lot of sense of what he was yelling when he ran, but yeah, self defense was great success!
And before anyone thinks that was a pretty bad thing for me to do, the guy was gonna beat me up and, technically, rob me, although I don't attach so much value to the cane he wanted. In such situations you use as much violence as the situation demands, and I am of the opinion that when I have to defend myself, the situation requires a hell of a lot of violence!
The bum probably just went after me because he thought I was an easy target, so yeah, I don't feel TOO bad about putting him in his place. But aaanyways, I met MUCH friendlier people when I got to the gas station. Those guys knew it was the new year, and they were in a properly cheerful mood. Two guys in there thought I was dressed as a magician, so I had to have this long drunken argument with them about how I'm a gentleman and have no knowledge whatsoever of pulling out coins behind their ears, it doesn't matter HOW much they insist it could make us filthy rich!
The fellas' eventually bought me some hot dogs, hah, so that was really nice! And so I decided to get back home, since I felt that I had had enough excitement in one night. And it was well passed midnight anyways. As I got home, I found that Andreas had passed out on my couch. I went into the bathroom and there was blood all over the floor
I freaked at first, but in the morning it turned out it came from Andreas' hand since he had fallen on the way to me and landed on these really sharp pebbles... For a while I thought he had been puking his guts out, literally! But I checked on him on the couch, and while he was passed out and didn't respond to my pokes, he was breathing and seemed to just be "sleeping it off".
Of course, such an opportunity must not be ignored! I believe I talked to Nikki on Skype for a while, and she encouraged me to go draw on Andreas' face with a marker pen. The picture is pretty dark, but this is the end result:
Let's see... Oooh and around that time I also fucked up Leafstk's TMF profile with this drunk VM I sent him! Screenshots be here:
I love how stuff like this ALWAYS happens to me when I'm drunk. No exceptions! Oh, but after all of that, I still did more stuff! I think from 4 am and on, I was on the phone with this guy from my university. We were talking about piranha's and how they look scary as hell. We agreed that they were a true mis-step of evolution, and all that.
When he finally hung up I listened to "O Superman" a couple of times, since it is the most epic song ever when you're drunk!
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Then I took a powernap from 6 am to 8 am when Andreas woke up. He LOVED the drawings on his face unfortunately But at least he was up so we could go out for more epic. After recapping the night we went out on town and walked around for a bit. We went to the place where I had swung my cane at that guy, and we found drops of frozen blood on the ground, as well as a bloodied piece of paper about 200 meters away. Dunno how he got the paper, but wow, I must've gotten him good. I'm starting to feel slightly bad about it, even though he was the instigator. Andreas loves me for it though, and thinks I should do it again. He is... a terrible influence sometimes... *sigh* But he's one of those people who go out and get into bar fights because he thinks it's fun, so not really a whole lot I can do.
Bleh, well we continued to the local super market, where we were supposed to "buy a couple of sodas". We ended up buying 12 of them. Here's two pics of Andreas after we got outside again by the way. Someone had sprayed down the wall with the text "stop buying, start stealing", and there were anarchist-quotes sprayed all over town today, so it wasn't just here:
Also, the drawings on Andreas' face can't be seen because they're on the side of the face that he doesn't show. Sorry about that, but it had started wearing off already anyways.
Oh and please ignore that root/branch Andreas has. He's been carrying it around since we were up in the forest on the 30th. He didn't even remove the bits of ice or various leafs on it after he picked it up. He claims the thing has magical powers, and it will "guide his spirit" or something like that.
But hey, that's why Andreas is so interesting to be around!
After I took those pictures, Andreas claims a bird swooped down and nearly assaulted me. I was still pretty drunk though, and didn't notice. Next stop was McDonald's, where we finally got our beloved cheesburgrs! I had to buy them all, since Andreas had not only lost his phone, but his wallet as well.
He got them back by the girl who had hosted the party that night though, and after that Andreas went home, and the night of epic was completed!
PS. I believe I drunk dialed a crapload of people throughout the night, but I wasn't really able to fit it into the story since I don't know when or where I called respective people. It was mostly confused ramblings anyways, although I did get a "happy new year" text from this person who at the time was sitting right next to me.
Cheers everyone, and vote for me in the epic showdown! Our friend ParanoidChant doesn't know squat about hardcore partying!
The night started off so well when me and Andreas were invited to this chick party. Andreas is a bit of a "Don Juan", so he predicted great success! We arrived at around 8 pm, with two plastic bags filled with bottles of liquor and various kinds of drink mixes. Both of us had - as we always do - overdressed, and not only did I have a full suit, hat and gloves, I also carried my Sword Cane and pipe with me. Oooh and I had put on my sunglasses, but I was the only one who thought they made me look badass. Everyone else told me I looked like a tool and ordered me off to mix drinks.
I was pretty stoked about being the bartender for the night though, but I never got to make any drinks! Seriously, everyone just ordered vodka shots and I wondered to myself how hard it could be to just make a shot yourself, I mean, you just pour vodka in a glass and you're all set! Anyhow, at least Andreas would not let me down. He ordered my very own, special brew, "The Little Red Drink". For those who don't know, I invented that drink just so you could get drunk fast, it's 2 parts whiskey, 1 part rum, 1 part vodka, and 1 part strawberry drink mix to get the red colour. Andreas wanted it poured into the drinking horn he had brought along, and that thing is pretty big... As you may expect things instantly started going downhill.
I got a Red one for myself too, but as soon as I was done mixing it Andreas arrived and demanded a refill. Basically we were out of liquor in no-time, and Andreas was tossing around his knife in front of people while the girl hosting the party had snuck away with my sword cane. >:/ To me it felt like the party wasn't going anywhere; the girls were all the "annoying" kind of drunk, and the only other two guys there were insecure about the badassness of me and Andreas, so they tried to be as macho as possible.
I guess around 10 I was pretty drunk too, and I was getting REALLY bored. Andreas and I had planned to just stop by and then head into Gothenburg and look for parties there, but since he was still busy chatting up some girl I decided to leave the party before him. I do that sometimes, you know, wander off like that. It annoys the hell out of people, but like I said in this crappy (and most confusing) video blog I was doing with my cell phone: "sucks to be them!"
I got my Sword Cane back, and as soon as I had left the party I found this EPIC sign I just instantly fell in love with:
If it hadn't been so big I would have brought it with me, damn it! But I kept on walking, and it wasn't long until I got my first keepsake of the night! Some random guy loved my costume so much that he gave me one of these retroreflectors that you can attach to your jacket... perhaps that wasn't a very grand tribute, but it was a tribute nonetheless! After that I craved a cheeseburger, but I ended up fencing with some teenagers instead. They tested out my sword cane and as thanks they kindly informed me that McDonald's was closed. (awww
)I thought "screw it" and tried to call Andreas on his cellphone, but this random girl picks up and goes "Hello? Happy new year! *click*" Figuring that Andreas will eventually find his way back to my place, that's where I head next. As I walk up on my floor I get this shock, because SOMEONE IS UP THERE! It turns out it is Andreas, who couldn't hold my "Little Red Drink". He was by the toilet, projectile-vomiting and whining. Hah! No sign of his cellphone either. Clearly random girl haz it.
It is important to note that it is still 11 pm, so it's not even the new year yet and Andreas is already a lost cause.
After that I think I fell down on the floor for a while. My elbow still hurts from that. I also have this memory of me standing next to Andreas by the toilet... I only had an unbuttoned shirt and a hat on - no pants, or even underpants. Mildly disturbing, I know, but I was completely hammered. I remember having a bag of potato chips that I was eating as I watched Andreas throw up, hehe.
Eventually Andreas threw me out of the bathroom and locked the door, but before that the following conversation took place... (I have it recorded on my cell, and since I was documenting shit it's even in English!)
Me: Andreas how are you feeling?
Andreas: Q....quite alright...
Me: Quite alright! Do you think we'll be able to get into Gothenburg in about an hour?
Andreas: Not a fucking chance...
Me: Two hours?
Andreas: Not a focking chance...
Me: THREE hours?
Andreas: *pause* *spits in toilet* "Go fuck yourself"
After that I decided to just wander out on my own. I never got my cheeseburger, so I had to go on a quest for drunken feedz! Somehow I managed to get dressed again, and I decided to journey towards this gas station that is open 24/7. On my way there though, I ran into some trouble...
I met this guy. This BIG guy. He was not only taller than me, but he looked ripped as well. He was probably more drunk than I was, and it seemed like he was up to no good. In fact, as soon as he saw me he tried picking a fight. He insisted that I should give him my sword cane, using a lot of swear words and threats in his very... persuasive argument. It was pretty obvious that he was just picking a fight, so I refused to give him the cane.
He was stumbling forwards in as aggressive a fashion as he could, and this is pretty much where 10 years of suppressed rage surfaced for me. Lots of flashbacks to how people would push me around in school, etc. So I thought to myself: "Do I pull out the sword? No, fuck, no time! CHARGE!"
Uh, so yeah, I went berserk and swung my cane in what was pretty much a 180 degree spin. It hit the guys head so bad that the cane broke and it's top fell off. I guess it's lucky that the cane turned out to be made of cheap crap, or it might have been the guys head that broke instead. Either way he wasn't so keen on fighting anymore, and ran away, crouching with his hands on his head. I didn't make a lot of sense of what he was yelling when he ran, but yeah, self defense was great success!
And before anyone thinks that was a pretty bad thing for me to do, the guy was gonna beat me up and, technically, rob me, although I don't attach so much value to the cane he wanted. In such situations you use as much violence as the situation demands, and I am of the opinion that when I have to defend myself, the situation requires a hell of a lot of violence!
The bum probably just went after me because he thought I was an easy target, so yeah, I don't feel TOO bad about putting him in his place. But aaanyways, I met MUCH friendlier people when I got to the gas station. Those guys knew it was the new year, and they were in a properly cheerful mood.
Two guys in there thought I was dressed as a magician, so I had to have this long drunken argument with them about how I'm a gentleman and have no knowledge whatsoever of pulling out coins behind their ears, it doesn't matter HOW much they insist it could make us filthy rich!The fellas' eventually bought me some hot dogs, hah, so that was really nice! And so I decided to get back home, since I felt that I had had enough excitement in one night. And it was well passed midnight anyways. As I got home, I found that Andreas had passed out on my couch. I went into the bathroom and there was blood all over the floor
I freaked at first, but in the morning it turned out it came from Andreas' hand since he had fallen on the way to me and landed on these really sharp pebbles... For a while I thought he had been puking his guts out, literally! But I checked on him on the couch, and while he was passed out and didn't respond to my pokes, he was breathing and seemed to just be "sleeping it off".Of course, such an opportunity must not be ignored!
I believe I talked to Nikki on Skype for a while, and she encouraged me to go draw on Andreas' face with a marker pen. The picture is pretty dark, but this is the end result:
Let's see... Oooh and around that time I also fucked up Leafstk's TMF profile with this drunk VM I sent him! Screenshots be here:
I love how stuff like this ALWAYS happens to me when I'm drunk. No exceptions! Oh, but after all of that, I still did more stuff! I think from 4 am and on, I was on the phone with this guy from my university. We were talking about piranha's and how they look scary as hell. We agreed that they were a true mis-step of evolution, and all that.
When he finally hung up I listened to "O Superman" a couple of times, since it is the most epic song ever when you're drunk!
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Then I took a powernap from 6 am to 8 am when Andreas woke up. He LOVED the drawings on his face unfortunately
But at least he was up so we could go out for more epic. After recapping the night we went out on town and walked around for a bit. We went to the place where I had swung my cane at that guy, and we found drops of frozen blood on the ground, as well as a bloodied piece of paper about 200 meters away. Dunno how he got the paper, but wow, I must've gotten him good. I'm starting to feel slightly bad about it, even though he was the instigator. Andreas loves me for it though, and thinks I should do it again. He is... a terrible influence sometimes... *sigh* But he's one of those people who go out and get into bar fights because he thinks it's fun, so not really a whole lot I can do.Bleh, well we continued to the local super market, where we were supposed to "buy a couple of sodas". We ended up buying 12 of them. Here's two pics of Andreas after we got outside again by the way. Someone had sprayed down the wall with the text "stop buying, start stealing", and there were anarchist-quotes sprayed all over town today, so it wasn't just here:
Also, the drawings on Andreas' face can't be seen because they're on the side of the face that he doesn't show. Sorry about that, but it had started wearing off already anyways.
Oh and please ignore that root/branch Andreas has. He's been carrying it around since we were up in the forest on the 30th. He didn't even remove the bits of ice or various leafs on it after he picked it up. He claims the thing has magical powers, and it will "guide his spirit" or something like that.
But hey, that's why Andreas is so interesting to be around!After I took those pictures, Andreas claims a bird swooped down and nearly assaulted me. I was still pretty drunk though, and didn't notice. Next stop was McDonald's, where we finally got our beloved cheesburgrs! I had to buy them all, since Andreas had not only lost his phone, but his wallet as well.
He got them back by the girl who had hosted the party that night though, and after that Andreas went home, and the night of epic was completed!PS. I believe I drunk dialed a crapload of people throughout the night, but I wasn't really able to fit it into the story since I don't know when or where I called respective people. It was mostly confused ramblings anyways, although I did get a "happy new year" text from this person who at the time was sitting right next to me.
Cheers everyone, and vote for me in the epic showdown! Our friend ParanoidChant doesn't know squat about hardcore partying!
