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Thursday morning brought with it 2 phone interviews for me and an acceptance from the London School of Economics for my roommate, Christoph.

 

We don't generally hang out outside the house because we dislike each other (he used me financially at the start of the semester, something I have been getting back at him for ever since), but, in his state of ecstasy, and because I was the only one home, he asked me to meet him at a pub for lunch later that day, to celebrate.

 

So at 1 pm, hair freshly washed, wearing my new skinny jeans with a cute green sweater (I am trying to "fit in" nowadays and the image overhaul, from homeless-looking to cute, I think, is essential), I made my way over to meet him. The place serves great hamburgers, so I had one of those, and he got us a pitcher of beer.

 

After about 5 minutes I realized why I've never forgiven Christoph: he's so annoying! His jokes weren't funny, I didn't want to hear anything about his academic or personal life, but I didn't want to just leave, either, since I wasn't yet done with my food. So, I decided to amuse myself by drinking him under the table (something that comes naturally to me, cause of my Russian genes.)

 

4 pitchers later he was slurring his speech (p*ssy) going on and on about how much he respects me and how beautiful he thinks I am, while I, un-frazzled, scanned the area for hot-looking guys. Eventually, I decided on one with the best arms, and it turned out Christoph knew him! So I made eyes at him, smiling brightly, until he came over to say hi.

 

It only took three more pitchers, which new guy purchased and I quickly polished off, for me to decide he was a hippie loser of the exact brand I do not date. I gave him a fake number when he asked, assured him I'd attend his party on Saturday, and then I decided I was leaving.

 

This was trickier to do than I'd expected, though, as Christoph followed me into the parking lot and stole my keys.

 

I threw a fit. He wouldn't give them back.

 

I calmly explained that I drive drunk every day, so what's the big deal? but he still wouldn't give them back.

 

Exasperated, I sat down on the hood of my car. I was feeling a little worn-out, tbh, and I needed a break, just to recoup and get some air. Out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at Christoph, who was going on and on about something I could not make out because of how badly he was slurring his speech. His jacket wasn't buttoned correctly, there was a beer stain on his shirt, and his face was pale and sweaty. He looked completely intoxicated.

 

The day was turning into a really pretty, mild-weathered night, and as I admired the scenery of the parking lot, the lively pub, and teh stars, he told me that when he'd invited me out that morning, he was hoping it would just be us, cause he had a confession to make: he still liked me. I wanted to laugh, but even more, I wanted to see where he intended this to go, so I held my breath. He began to kiss me.

 

"Give me back my keys," I whispered for the final time; and when he didn't oblige I took the opportunity of his closeness to plant a firm punch in his gut. In his debilitated state, it was easy for me to promptly wrestle back what I wanted.

 

"I'm drunk," he whimpered. He got off the car to throw up in some bushes.

 

"Yes you are, or you wouldn't be coming on to me like that," I said. (I've been borderline abusive toward him since our affair ended in August because of the financial thing and the fact that he really annoys me, so this was unexpected.) "Good luck getting home, unless you want me to drive you?"

 

When he didn't respond I took off.

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Spookie,

 

remember how everyone has been telling you to make better choices? Driving drunk every day is not one of them. Didn't you have to ask for money just to pay to register your car? And if you are annoyed by someone's jokes, leave after 1-2 drinks. You can exit after 1/2 hour. The amount of time it must have taken (I assume these were small pitchers) 5 pitchers is surely an hour or two (or three). Do your duty. Have a drink, and then say "I really need to get going. congrats."

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Little changes first.

 

I was hoping you'd be proud of me for taking the time to wash myself before I ventured out.

 

Regarding drunk driving, I am SO GOOD at it though. And I definitely know my limits, they are just somewhat higher than other people's. If you ever rode with me, you'd agree.

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Only if I were in the shower with you :bunny:

 

I've had several friends get DUI's. Can you afford a $5000 fine and not being able to drive, period? I'm not going to lecture you about "the dangers." But what is the point in essentially bragging about it? It's really histrionic. Your story is asking for attention or help. there's little room for empathy for you because you didn't like the guy or dislike your roommate. And bragging about being SO GOOD at drunk driving isn't exactly something to put on a resume. I believe you, that you are good at it. That doesn't mean it's not stupid. I mean, I once won a belly flop competition, but that doesn't mean I should enter cliff diving competitions and not point my toes.

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Only if I were in the shower with you :bunny:

 

I've had several friends get DUI's. Can you afford a $5000 fine and not being able to drive, period? I'm not going to lecture you about "the dangers." But what is the point in essentially bragging about it? It's really histrionic. Your story is asking for attention or help. there's little room for empathy for you because you didn't like the guy or dislike your roommate. And bragging about being SO GOOD at drunk driving isn't exactly something to put on a resume. I believe you, that you are good at it. That doesn't mean it's not stupid. I mean, I once won a belly flop competition, but that doesn't mean I should enter cliff diving competitions and not point my toes.

 

LOL.

 

I'm not really bragging, and I DON'T want attention or help.

 

Really.

 

In fact, everyone, don't even bother replying!

 

I *just* wanted to be amusing. I felt like writing, this is what I felt writing about, and this is the dating section, right? So it goes. I'm sorry if it doesn't. Personally I'd be happy to find a pointless story like this sprinkled in here once in a while. Alongside the usual boring stuff.

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Oh well you're still writing about it so that only means you're fine so good for you.

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This entire thread just pisses me off.

 

LOL.

 

I'm not really bragging, and I DON'T want attention or help.

 

Really.

 

In fact, everyone, don't even bother replying!

 

I *just* wanted to be amusing. I felt like writing, this is what I felt writing about, and this is the dating section, right? So it goes. I'm sorry if it doesn't. Personally I'd be happy to find a pointless story like this sprinkled in here once in a while. Alongside the usual boring stuff.

 

So in other words you're purposefully trying to behave like a troll, or at the very best, you're crying wolf in order to amuse yourself. Sick.

 

You won't be receiving very many replies from ANYONE to ANY thread with this attitude. :sick:

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And I hate to say this, but I really hope you get caught for a DUI and have your license suspended - BEFORE you kill someone. Every time you get on the road you're commenting attempted murder, you're acting in reckless disregard for the health and safety of others. You're in a fantasy land if you think you're "SO GOOD" at drunk driving.

 

Blech. :sick:

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Spookie, with all due respect (I like you), I felt panicked when you talked about the drunk driving. Please.... you are just lucky that you haven't been caught!

 

My dad was killed in a car crash (not his fault) when I was 5, so I am super, super sensitive to anyone driving drunk. So please, just think about that.

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I hadn't read this before now and I'm shocked. I know people drink and drive, I see people around me do it, but my dad spent months in the hospital after a drunk driver failed to notice a red light and rammed into his car at 80km/hour so I too am sensitive on this issue.

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I see a bunch of things wrong.

 

(1) Getting drunk to cope with hanging out with someone you dislike who you have no obligation to entertain. Why go? Or why not stay for only 1/2 hour?

(2) Giving a guy a fake number who you solicited. Nothing is wrong with that, but in general you don't need to give fakes. You're putting yourself in situations, using alcohol to cope, and essentially being a coward. Nothing is wrong with giving a fake number at times, but you honestly didn't need to in this situation.

(3) The drunk driving.

(4) Posting this saying "look at this story. Wheeeeeee!!!!"

 

The reason I feel these things are wrong is because I do like you and care about you and you seem to have made some good changes in your life. I don't want to see those things go down the drain.

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I'm not sure if I believe the story or not, but it was well written. It almost sounds as if she wants to piss you guys off? <shrug>

 

Russian girls are trouble, I know from experience... I dated one for 5 years. Sveta...

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