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Tell us about your nightmare friday and saturday nights out.
I was at a party where a dude in the next room over shot up a weeeeee bit too much and OD'ed. Me and another guy were trying to keep him alive until the paramedics got there, but...
...and then like a week later at a different party, a classmate who took ecstacy that was dealt by a super-sketch guy died on the couch next to me.
I was at a party where a dude in the next room over shot up a weeeeee bit too much and OD'ed. Me and another guy were trying to keep him alive until the paramedics got there, but...
...and then like a week later at a different party, a classmate who took ecstacy that was dealt by a super-sketch guy died on the couch next to me.
Oh, art school!
YIKES! Problem is you never know what is mixxed in the E.
went to bars by myself and with a flaky friend--too many to name--mid 70's--
One night she left me---and I had to call a cab. Clearly we should never have spoken after that.
She would hook up with someone----have 'booty call' style relationships--fantasizing that they would become deeper.
Still doing that sort of thing---a couple of years ago I called her--had found a man who said his woman had found another woman. K attempted to repair his ego--then he called and said he was going to stick with the woman.
Having heard enough of these stories---I didn't care. I understand well why she is the way she is---senseless. Obsessed about how much better everyone else's life is---totally obsessed with one sister. They are less than a year apart.
I would say I have plenty of bad nights. Last night, I kept picking women that were either married, barely legal and too young for me or somewhat crazy, and those that did not fit those three, as far as I know, shot me down 100% of the time. I walked home in the rain after spending maybe $100 on drinks.
Trying to bar hop on saturday night in los angeles in very douchey and trendy areas of town where no parking is to be found, surrounded by countless douchey fake hipsters while the bartender ignores your drink orders because you are not a regular. So annoying and boring. Makes me want to kill.
I've had much more interesting nights involving physical fights with annoying men who won't stop bothering me and my friends, and that is even preferable to having a douchey, annoying, boring, irritating time in a bar.
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