The Examined Life
James Stanwyk
Issue date: 3/8/05 Section: Student Life
I had 53 drinks last weekend.
Does that seem like a lot to you? It seems like it might be a lot.
But it was spread out over two nights and Sunday afternoon so I think that's totally OK. I mean, 53 divided by three is about 18, and 18 drinks a day isn't that bad.
I'm in business school and it's my last chance to have fun before hitting the working world, so I think if you have a weekend where you drink 36 drinks by Saturday at midnight and then have 17 more Sunday afternoon, that's totally OK.
You've got to have fun.
My stomach hurts a little, and I haven't eaten anything in four days because I can't for some reason, but I had fun and that's what counts. Also, my leg hurts. Like in the middle of the leg it feels like it's on fire. Is that bad?
It's probably no big deal. And we're agreed that you can let off of steam every once in a while at business school and have a weekend where you drink over 50 drinks, right? Cool.
A friend of mine acted very concerned when I related the sheer volume of alcohol I consumed last weekend. I fell down on Saturday night and he said that's the reason why.
Not true.
I was not drunk when I fell down on the kitchen floor at that house party we ended up at. It was damn slippery in there. Someone tracked a bunch of water in the kitchen, which doesn't surprise me with all the snow and ice and puddles on the street now, and it was really slippery and I fell. Perfectly normal thing to happen.
Anyways, about the fall- it was pretty loud when I hit the floor and everyone at the party looked over and saw me. I think that's when my date left.
She probably thought I was dead because I was lying really still for about a minute. So it's totally fine that she left.
You would just kind of get in the way if your date died and the ambulance or whatever came to collect the body and you were just standing there wondering where you could get a cab home.
So good thinking on her part. Smart girl I'm dating. I'll probably call her tomorrow to give her the good word that I'm not dead. It will have been four days at that point. That's the money play when you fall down on the floor during your third date and the girl leaves because she thinks you're dead. Four days. Nice. Things are great there.
So does 53 drinks seem like a problem to you? To me it seems OK: I have an awesome budding relationship, a great story about falling down, and only minor flame-like pain. So having over 50 drinks last weekend was, in fact, totally sweet, and things are going well.
Does that seem like a lot to you? It seems like it might be a lot.
But it was spread out over two nights and Sunday afternoon so I think that's totally OK. I mean, 53 divided by three is about 18, and 18 drinks a day isn't that bad.
I'm in business school and it's my last chance to have fun before hitting the working world, so I think if you have a weekend where you drink 36 drinks by Saturday at midnight and then have 17 more Sunday afternoon, that's totally OK.
You've got to have fun.
My stomach hurts a little, and I haven't eaten anything in four days because I can't for some reason, but I had fun and that's what counts. Also, my leg hurts. Like in the middle of the leg it feels like it's on fire. Is that bad?
It's probably no big deal. And we're agreed that you can let off of steam every once in a while at business school and have a weekend where you drink over 50 drinks, right? Cool.
A friend of mine acted very concerned when I related the sheer volume of alcohol I consumed last weekend. I fell down on Saturday night and he said that's the reason why.
Not true.
I was not drunk when I fell down on the kitchen floor at that house party we ended up at. It was damn slippery in there. Someone tracked a bunch of water in the kitchen, which doesn't surprise me with all the snow and ice and puddles on the street now, and it was really slippery and I fell. Perfectly normal thing to happen.
Anyways, about the fall- it was pretty loud when I hit the floor and everyone at the party looked over and saw me. I think that's when my date left.
She probably thought I was dead because I was lying really still for about a minute. So it's totally fine that she left.
You would just kind of get in the way if your date died and the ambulance or whatever came to collect the body and you were just standing there wondering where you could get a cab home.
So good thinking on her part. Smart girl I'm dating. I'll probably call her tomorrow to give her the good word that I'm not dead. It will have been four days at that point. That's the money play when you fall down on the floor during your third date and the girl leaves because she thinks you're dead. Four days. Nice. Things are great there.
So does 53 drinks seem like a problem to you? To me it seems OK: I have an awesome budding relationship, a great story about falling down, and only minor flame-like pain. So having over 50 drinks last weekend was, in fact, totally sweet, and things are going well.