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Written by Andrew Olson - View Profile
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Wednesday, 01 November 2006 |
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I was just hitting my stride my senior year of college. I had just turned 21 at the beginning of the year, and things were great. Of course, we all know that college kids drink before the age of 21, as do most HS students, and I was no exception. But turning 21 opened up a whole new set of doors. Besides being able to hit up bars, I was legal to buy as much alcohal as I could possibly afford with my scholarship money. The fridge and cupboards were always stocked to the brim. Pulling all nighters multiple times a week spouting Shakespeare, and arguing the finer philosophical points of everything from war to abortion. Waking up in the morning without a clue of how you got home, and cracking a beer at eight in the morning to help curb your hangover before your nine o'clock class. Shutting down bars, then going to friends' houses only to throw up in dog dishes, and pantries, and entry ways, honestly thinking it was the toilet. The night before I left for CO, I went out with a small group of friends, 4 including me. I had already had my big graduation/going away bash, and apparently was doing my best Gene Kelly impressions by wailing 'singing in the rain' while trying to swing around light posts. Unfortunately, I walked straight into all of the poles, I'm told. Upon passing out at my buddy's, they singed off leg hair, and wrote on my face. I didn't find out until after I went to Arby's the next day. Anyway, the 4 of us went my favorite bar for a send-off. Only three of us drank, one drove. Between us, the three of us drank 18 beers, had 16 Captain Morgan drinks, and took 43 shots in less than 3 hours. And the next morning I was hauling south, not feeling to shabby. This monday, while watching the Vikings debacle unravel, I consumed about eight beers, and was buzzing like an aggrevated bee hive. My glory days, I think, have come to an end. I find myself wanting to spend time with friends at home rather than squirming spasmodically on the dance floor with scantily clad women. And speaking of women, I find myself looking for someone who can spit out literature and philosophy rather than looking for whomever is wearing the shortest mini-skirt. I think I may be hitting my 30's at the ripe old age of 22.
--Drew | |
Hmm...
Written by Drew on 2006-11-02 16:49:27
I don't know if I should be excited I get to experience a resurgeness of youth at 40, or depressed that I have 18 years to wait.... | This too shall pass
Written by Is everybody in? on 2006-11-02 00:23:57
If you're true to your gender, (or mine, for that matter), the novelty of your newfound maturity and depth, will wear off at about age 40, sparking a return to the bars and the mini-skirts, both of which will have gone way up in price. I think this is called the circle of life. |
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writen by: Drew
What is up FoCo?
I am a recent college graduate of Minnesota State University Moorhead. After recieving my B.A. in English and Mass Communications this past August I moved down to Colorado.
I enjoy long walks on the beach, candlelight dinners, and heavy metal. My hobbies include reading and writing, music, movies, and getting drunk. Some of my favorite contemporary authors include Bret Easton Ellis, Chuck Palahniuk, and Kurt Vonnegut. My top movies are anything directed by Kubrick. I enjoy listening to anything that rocks.
Right now I am just trying to get to know Colorado and FoCo better. Mostly in order to find the best drink specials on each day that ends in Y. So if you know where I can get a cheap drunk on, let me know!
--Drew |
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I am a recent college graduate of Minnesota State University Moorhead. After recieving my B.A. in English and Mass Communications this past August I moved down to Colorado.
I enjoy long walks on the beach, candlelight dinners, and heavy metal. My hobbies include reading and writing, music, movies, and getting drunk. Some of my favorite contemporary authors include Bret Easton Ellis, Chuck Palahniuk, and Kurt Vonnegut. My top movies are anything directed by Kubrick. I enjoy listening to anything that rocks.
Right now I am just trying to get to know Colorado and FoCo better. Mostly in order to find the best drink specials on each day that ends in Y. So if you know where I can get a cheap drunk on, let me know!
--Drew | |
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