Things are winding down at Brockstone Manor. The only people left are those that were planning to spend the night, so we’re just kind of hanging out. We never went dumpster diving or anything, but it was a good evening.
Good night.
Sarah’s gonna be a Cougar in ten years. Just for the record.
I am very tired. Katie can’t work a cigarrette. We’ve been listening to country music and people are talking about sushi.
NaDruWriNi Rock Band! Brock: electric guitar Katie: acoustic guitar Laura: cowbell
Our Playlist Metallica - Nothing Else Matters: Pretty bad. We can only do the main part
Blue Oyster Cult - Don’t Feat The Reaper: Even worse. Laura has the rhythm of a white chick.
We’ve had our first altercation, involving a few crotch shots with stress balls, but I got my hockey helmet so The Boys are OK.
Also, I like to use my hockey gloves when I drink because it makes me feel like Optimus Prime.
Current count: 2 Jack & Cokes, 2 Magic Hat’s, half a MGD
Current attendance: Me, Matt, Oompa, Mel, Kaite, Chris, Laura, Gavin
Current drunkenness: medium-ish
NaDruWriWni 2006 has begun! Some folks are here, we’re heading out for dinner shortly, and I’ve already had a couple whiskey and cokes.
Go!
Thanks to Miss Hannah, I’ve learned that Brittanie has made a post concerning NaDruWriNi, which is good because now I don’t have to worry about it, and I wasn’t entirely clear on the rules as it was, not that I’ll be following them anyhow, but that bit’s beside the point.
The point, of course, is that I’ll be falling-down drunk on Saturday, November 4th, and I’ll be sharing it with all of you. I won’t be doing any real writing, to be sure - I can barely handle that when I’m sober, even if I don’t do as much of it as I’d like. No no, good people, you’ll be getting the grittiest, tritest, unfiltered-est crap that wanders haphazardly into the path of my train of thought, and very little of it is likely to make sense even to me, unless I stumble on some nugget of staggering genius regarding the existence of thought and humanity, in which case I hope I can draw a meaningful picture that will make sense in the morning.
I encourage you all to join me. For you locals, I’ll probably begin the evening with a few mixed drinks here at my place, then head down to the pub for a few pints (this part will hopefully feature notes scribbled furiously in my Moleskine), then stumble back here again, where I can be left alone while I beg the room to just sit still for a damn minute so I can find the pisser. Surely, it will be an evening to remember.
PS: I’ve had a couple of Jack & Coke’s this evening. Not only do I participate in NaDruWriNi, I even practice weeks beforehand. That’s how dedicated I am.
Are there plans for a NaDruWriNi 2006? Last year was pretty interesting, but I haven’t seen anything about it this year, and abroad-abroad.org seems to be no more. If no one else is going to get the ball rolling, I’ll be more than happy to put up a site for it, but I don’t want to step on anyone else’s toes. Has anybody heard anything this year?
