Originally Posted by TheBoozeIsBack

^ Uhh. Upstate New York's like that. East Greenbush, Troy, etc. Minus the Questar program (Alternative Ed for behavioural cases and such... don't know how I know that.)


My ****ing day? Started at 1 in the morning. I got off AIM with PaperHurricanes (Lansky<3) and went upstairs with horrible lower-back pain (apparently they call it "flank pain"). So I took more Midol, thinking it was that. 40 mins later, doesn't touch the pain, took more... a couple hours later I went through an entire goddamn packet of the stuff. After it was all gone, nothing touched this pain, I was on the floor crying in pain & I couldn't move, was convulsing and ****. I was scared out of my mind. I thought I was gonna ****ing die, or I wanted to. You couldn't imagine this goddamn pain. So I crawled into my mom's room like an hour after THAT, like 4:30 in the morning, begged her to take me to the ER. And she wouldn't. She said, "shut up, you have PMS, go back to bed." So I went back in and passed out on the floor. I stayed like that til 6AM, until I "woke up" and was still crying in pain and freeziiiiiiing ****ing cold. So I crawled into bed and tried to sleep. Couldn't. Swear to Christ no one has ever been in so much pain in their life. It was in the morning at about 9 she realized I needed to go see a doctor. So we went to the ER. They had to catharize me to get the urine sample because for one, I couldn't move, for two, they couldn't tell if the blood in my urine was from, well, my body, or my menstraution. The cath was ****ing painful, I don't care what doctor's say about pain, they LIE. People in the hall must've thought I was being torchered. But so, nothing in my urine that was explaining the immense, abnormal pain. So we did a CAT scan, and an X-ray. We were there for 5 hours, they gave me Lortabs (<333333333333), heavy goddamn dose, I had trouble speaking, that part was great. But so. They still don't know what's wrong with me, sent me home with 30, 500MG Hydrocodone (generic for Lortab). The pain's still there, but it's dull and I can't feel my body, in a good way. I'm seeing my gyno tomorrow at 11:30, to see if there's something wrong with that. But Jesus Christ. What a ****ing day.

Originally Posted by cardboard adolescent

**** religion. the ultimate stage of human development is self-destruction

Originally Posted by spencermang

i always strip when i listen to lou bega.

Originally Posted by cardboard adolescent

**** religion. the ultimate stage of human development is self-destruction

Originally Posted by spencermang

i always strip when i listen to lou bega.

Originally Posted by cardboard adolescent

**** religion. the ultimate stage of human development is self-destruction

Originally Posted by spencermang

i always strip when i listen to lou bega.

Originally Posted by lucifer_sam

Last night was enormously fun, and I'm pretty sure it's gonna be a recurring theme...

1) Pregamed in my apartment with about 8 or 10 friends and just as many girls. Played beer pong from 7:30 to about 11.
2) Left and migrated to LAX house where I found someone to do fun stuff with.
3) Walked over to some nasty frat and smoked a bowl inside with a few friends.
4) Packed SEVEN well-built guys into a 2-door car to take a trip to a friend's apartment, where we smoked many many more bowls.
5) Left, got food, came back and found a few more girls on the way. Went to bed after the show and had the most relaxing sleep ever.
6) No hangover today, I have the apartment to myself (because everyone else is at football game), and I'm gonna invite a girl friend over later. Such is life.