In a way responding to my own response in the Sarah Palin Wordsalad speech in which I said she wasn't drunk, I think this girl's just really drunk. This is pretty typical of a drunk person who won't let a topic go for 5 minutes, only to forget what they were fighting about in the next 10.

I'm no expert, but LSD = no shiny lights, meaning she'd be in the car, Ketamine = she wouldn't be able to walk, Mushrooms = see LSD but everything's funny, Marijuana = everything's funny and you're pissed off but won't confront anyone, Methoxetamine = pretty much same as Ketamine, Heroin = pretty much the same as Ketamine, and straight up Crystal Meth = she would've done a lot more damage than that. So yeah, I think she's just fucked up on too many Mike's Hard Lemonades.

Alcohol

The 7-11 by my house isn't that bad, which is saying something, because it's right across from Reed College, which is pretty much associated with substance abuse as much as it is its academics (though I think Oberlin's drug-use/overdose rate is higher.) I pretty much see this potential situation play out every time I go in there for beer (it's cheaper than the supermarkets) after 10PM or so especially on the weekends.

Whoops.. cut out early. Anyway it's always the same guy, who has to put up with girls (and guys) like this all the time, and god bless him for being so chill. He might card me every single time I go into the store, which is about 4 nights out of the week, but he always keeps his cool and shrugs potential conflicts off with a bit of a chuckle and a smile. My favorite convenience store got bought out, ironically (maybe not so ironically) by a 7-11 a few years ago, and I'd have these long conversations with the owner (who was usually the day clerk) about various uprisings he fought in, and he'd tell me the most amazing stories about how he wound up in the United States. I might be a little biased because one of my first jobs was at a convenience store, and honestly I still miss it, crazy bitches and all.

oh yeah, I don't fault people who need to work jobs like this. I just personally hate entering into the stores. Around here it's all NASCAR and shit. I did snap a picture of a bonified "lawn jockey" with big red lips they were selling in a convenience establishment on the Georgia state line. So maybe on a cultural level it's a little fascinating, though still depressing.

The convenience stores up here are kinda fun. Most of them are Asian owned, and they also sell knives and small swords and pipes. Because what goes better with Mountain Dew and cigarettes than marijuana and swords, right? Another convenience store near my house somehow got a permit to convert their place into a music venue after 9PM, even though it's still a regular convenience store. So people just buy beer or whatever and dance until 3AM. But get out of the city (literally about 40 blocks from where I live) and it's right back to the prostitutes and the methheads.

I've been forever changed by the Japanese 7-11; once you go there, going back is just a sad reminder of what we're missing.

Oh yeah! My favorite in Japan was actually the local "Family Mart", because it sold the cheapest booze and had the best onigiri and shit in the neighborhood. Ahh memories! 2006 was a fun year.

Haha.. the old guy from Ghost. What a strange reference.

I'm pretty sue a treasured memory of being a badass for 10 mins was totally worth losing your career at 7-11.

One of my first jobs was at a Plaid Pantry in high school.. I think they're still regional but it's basically 7-11 without the Taquitos and other hot items. As much as the hours sucked, I loved it. It was across the street from a old guy dive bar that was full of drunk guys by 8AM, and down the street from a slightly cooler establishment, and the closest store in walking distance from my high school.

So at first I was incredibly embarrassed because I thought I'd see people from high school come in.. I was always pretty antisocial.. and I saw plenty of people I was in class with, but more importantly I made friends with the older college kids, one of which let me drink Amaretto sours at the bar down the street after work and gave me free weed. If some jackoff from high school was to say anything, and they did (assholes) I didn't give two fucks.

What the vajazzle gets, the vajazzle keeps.

I keep getting TheAmazingAtheist

Google seems to have trapped some sort of ancient evil plague god to run youtube. It can only express its infinite malice through design decisions, but it's doing a pretty good job of inflicting suffering on mortals.

Wolves, wolves, and more wolves for me.