tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604526.post109217267268962580..comments2024-03-26T15:06:32.924-04:00Comments on Ultragrrrl: Ultragrrrlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02672219138606650336noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604526.post-1092882318434609472004-08-18T22:25:00.000-04:002004-08-18T22:25:00.000-04:00THE Killers Rock my socks!!!!!
Just a guy from RI...THE Killers Rock my socks!!!!!<br /><br />Just a guy from RIAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604526.post-1092715617791183972004-08-17T00:06:00.000-04:002004-08-17T00:06:00.000-04:00I've got a decade on you so I've been a drunk for ...I've got a decade on you so I've been a drunk for much longer (even though I waited until my late 20s to become a serious drinker). Seriously, I find that the party-time and alone-time come in cycles and you just do what feels right at the time, for either physical or mental reasons. If you need to take a night and sit on the couch and eat sushi and are happy doing this, then do it, don't feel guilty. Also, ask yourself why you're drinking. If it's just a social thing to have fun, fine, but are you doing it just to function in public, block out problems, work out stress (which is okay in moderation, just in my experience, not good as a habit). Is your booze negatively effecting relations with friends, family, work? Then again, you are 24, this is the time to fuck off and have fun. As long as you really are having fun, which it sounds like you are. Watch the vikes and the booze combo though, while certainly delicious, I'm sure no one wants to read your obit any time soon. I can't mix booze and pills or I'd pass out under a table, happy to be under the table of course. And if you need to pass out under a table, make sure you're with people you trust. That reminds me: you should read Donna Gaines' "Misfit Manifesto." I think you'd like it. <br /><br />The Other Drunk SaraRaised By Beeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12460259944019839544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604526.post-1092288297474471422004-08-12T01:24:00.000-04:002004-08-12T01:24:00.000-04:00yes, granted i was breathing down your neck for fe...yes, granted i was breathing down your neck for feeling old at 24 and getting tired at parties, however, vikes and alchohol totally kicks my ass. it's a nice ride, but how do you stay awake? i can't at all. if you can stay awake on that, well, that's damn hard. also, something ocurred to me today: i always feel a bit old because time just passes so fast. i don't think i will ever feel perfectly young. how depressing. scatAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604526.post-1092257621968912252004-08-11T16:53:00.000-04:002004-08-11T16:53:00.000-04:00dear god did I really pass out on the couch? what ...dear god did I really pass out on the couch? what a lush. I have a huge bump/scrape on my forehead and still don't know how that happened...yeah, those were 750mgs, sorry, I should have warned you...thanks for getting me in the cab, you're the best.<br /><br />KrisAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604526.post-1092245911378360282004-08-11T13:38:00.000-04:002004-08-11T13:38:00.000-04:00to mr anonymous above: its true -- thanks to a reg...to mr anonymous above: its true -- thanks to a regular schedule of late nights and booze [all of which happens primarily between the ages of 19 and 23], there does come a time when a person's body cant handle it. when i turned 24, and i swear it felt like it hit the very day i turned that age, staying up past midnight unless it was a weekend just wasnt jiving with my body.MTShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08178570787494519025noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604526.post-1092239867531987892004-08-11T11:57:00.000-04:002004-08-11T11:57:00.000-04:00You're 24 and worried about slowing down??? Don't...You're 24 and worried about slowing down??? Don't. I'm still a magic aspirin-popping Misshapes whore with lots of energy and no memory... and I'm turning 30 soon. You have your whole life ahead of you, young lady.the_managementhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15696327834707166914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604526.post-1092237536963637352004-08-11T11:18:00.000-04:002004-08-11T11:18:00.000-04:00it was vike. mix vike and alcohol and you're in fo...it was vike. mix vike and alcohol and you're in for a really wonderful ride.Ultragrrrlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02672219138606650336noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604526.post-1092234546856804542004-08-11T10:29:00.000-04:002004-08-11T10:29:00.000-04:00I am feeling too old to party too.
I am wrecked t...I am feeling too old to party too.<br /><br />I am wrecked this morning. But, the comment above is right. Just do it for a week and you get back into the swing of it.<br /><br />Its amazing how easily your body adapts to showing up at work on 3 hours of sleep with a pint of liquor still in your blood.<br /><br />And people. the pills weren't ecstasy. That is so 1999. Sarah prefers the timeless classics. I mean. She doesn't take pills at all.<br /><br />I swear.Nylundhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04685109182177896100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604526.post-1092230232088718312004-08-11T09:17:00.000-04:002004-08-11T09:17:00.000-04:00great post, as long as you have having a blast.~ka...great post, as long as you have having a blast.~kavAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604526.post-1092209268968651922004-08-11T03:27:00.000-04:002004-08-11T03:27:00.000-04:00hey...look, you're not old, don't pretend that you...hey...look, you're not old, don't pretend that you are. this retired, seasoned-pro drinker talk smacks of some bullshit self-pity, heavily sprinkled with self-absorbed neurosis. i loved this post, alot, cause' parts were really funny. still, though, it's painful to read this crap about, "i used to party so hard, but now that i'm all of 24 i just have to slow down." oh ultragirrrl, you're so hard done by, i can tell. i mean with your brother so concerned and all, and your parents, well, just showing up, and sooo hungover.... ahh, i'm too harsh...and basically just an asshole hater. finally, if you think some guy is hot, you should never call him pretty, at least not to his face. it sounds like you think he's small in the lap, or like you have a girl-crush on him or whatever. unless he shaves is legs or ownes one of those steamers to remove blackheads he might feel a little wierd. ya, i liked this post. way to go kiddo. big gold star, ya. scat turdlyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604526.post-1092204403792968962004-08-11T02:06:00.000-04:002004-08-11T02:06:00.000-04:00any photos?any photos?bosshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08444351504508037128noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604526.post-1092200215249919612004-08-11T00:56:00.000-04:002004-08-11T00:56:00.000-04:00James Iha playing the New Radicals song was fuckin...James Iha playing the New Radicals song was fucking amazing! Best song of the night, no doubt. You should spin it. And you looked so hot in your "interpol" outfit as i like to call it.<br />-audreyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604526.post-1092199255838284942004-08-11T00:40:00.000-04:002004-08-11T00:40:00.000-04:00Sounds like X to me or a little AMT??
Thanks for...Sounds like X to me or a little AMT??<br /><br /><br />Thanks for giving me flashbacks to many nights that I had a long time ago...<br /><br />BennaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604526.post-1092192882312997662004-08-10T22:54:00.000-04:002004-08-10T22:54:00.000-04:00does magic asprin pills= ecstasy?
where can i get...does magic asprin pills= ecstasy?<br /><br />where can i get me some?<br /><br />rock on.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604526.post-1092192498477552262004-08-10T22:48:00.000-04:002004-08-10T22:48:00.000-04:00Raph just said, "seriously, you are just going to ...Raph just said, "seriously, you are just going to go home, put on pajamas, eat ice cream and hate yourself." Not to you. Or maybe. I don't know who he is talking to. It was funny though.<br /><br />Anyway. i am drunk. the point is. Is that your high school cohort totally made out with the girl I was dancing with. Girl on girl is hot and all, but I got a bit jealous.<br /><br />And, you better get yer ass to my wedding. But we all know there will be no wedding.<br /><br />And. You better get yer ass to my apartment on Friday.<br /><br />Oh shit. I just started those two sentences exactly the same. I didn't mean to.<br /><br />Hurray for hollywood. I mean beer.Nylundhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04685109182177896100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604526.post-1092181087862137672004-08-10T19:38:00.000-04:002004-08-10T19:38:00.000-04:00yes. but this post also caused my brother to call ...yes. but this post also caused my brother to call me and attempt an intervention.Ultragrrrlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02672219138606650336noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604526.post-1092180820706189662004-08-10T19:33:00.000-04:002004-08-10T19:33:00.000-04:00Now that was an ultragrrrl.com post! Finally a sto...Now that was an ultragrrrl.com post! Finally a story about bands, boys, booze, and questionable behavior. it's been a while since we've gotten one of those. <br />no more two sentence posts!<br />~sarah in FLAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604526.post-1092180356199631712004-08-10T19:25:00.000-04:002004-08-10T19:25:00.000-04:00your getting paid to promote sparks now too!!! :)your getting paid to promote sparks now too!!! :)Chris Clarkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07441970067707957857noreply@blogger.com