Sunday, March 13, 2005

A Little Less Conversation, A Little More Action

Three brief conversations that essentially summarize my weekend spent in Kingston

#1 - Drunk in the EngSoc Lounge

Dave: Somebody just left this General Tao chicken lying here!
All: Sweet!
All: (eat eat eat)
Sofi: long has it been sitting here?
Dave: Not that long.
All: (eat eat eat)
Sofi: Who does it belong to?
All: ...
All: (eat eat eat)

(And later:)

Sofi: Wicked! Only slightly gnawed-on brie! Now, let me just eat around this lipstick mark...

#2 - Whilst DJing at the Toucan

Guy: Heyyy - do you got any Spirit of the West?
Me: Ummmm. No.
Guy (pauses): You got any Bif?
Me: Nope. Sorry!
Guy (dismissively): Pffffff! (walks away in disgust)

#3 - In bed at 3:30AM, after a measly 4 pints of Labatt Fiddy

Stomach: I feel pretty sick. I think I'm going to...
Brain: Shh. You're fine.
Stomach: But I'd feel a lot better if I just...
Brain: NO! You're all right, you hear me?
Stomach: But....I....
Brain: Shut the fuck UP, you stupid BITCH!

(Now playing: "You're Gonna Miss Me", The 13th Floor Elevators)

P.S. I hardcore heart Lukas and Indra. Thank you both.


Blogger Susan said... you think that the eating of suspect leftovers (left in the EngSoc lounge, no less) might have contributed to the puke-age more than the beer?

Just a thought.

Will you please play me some CCR?

6:29 PM  
Blogger Sofi said...

General Tao chicken night was Friday. Four pints of beer night was Saturday. Stomach vs. Brain = FIGHT! was very early on Sunday morning.

Otherwise, I would have drawn the self-same conclusion.

6:51 PM  
Blogger I am the lizard queen said...

Maybe it was that new-fangled slow-acting General Tao's chicken.

10:38 PM  

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