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Jun. 10th, 2012 10:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
demakatI've been rolling around my room for three hours now. I should have gotten up to go with my mom early to her show. I don't even know if my sister left. I'm just busy thinking about things.
I explained to a friend last night with an analogy about how people relating drunk stories feels to me...in terms she could understand.
What people tell me: OMG we got soooo wasted last night! It was AWESOME!
What I might as well be hearing: OMG we totally lit cats on fire last night! It was AWESOME!
the response from me is the same for both. wow gee wish you wouldn't....set cats on fire. I don't see the point of setting cats on fire and no I don't want to do it with you. I gain no joy from setting animals on fire, even poisonous snakes (but it doesn't even taste like alcohol/but it could kill you so we have to set it on fire)
And yet the friend I was telling this to can tell me about drinking and stuff...and I'm not the least bit offended. I suppose maybe because they don't go get drunk on purpose (if at all really?) They're more adult about it? I can even be around them while they drink and we play card games or something. Totally trust them to be responsible people about it.
I guess some of my friends will never grow out of being stereotypical college frat boys?
Just thought I'd put it out there as a fairly good analogy from a night of words coming out of my face over skype.
I explained to a friend last night with an analogy about how people relating drunk stories feels to me...in terms she could understand.
What people tell me: OMG we got soooo wasted last night! It was AWESOME!
What I might as well be hearing: OMG we totally lit cats on fire last night! It was AWESOME!
the response from me is the same for both. wow gee wish you wouldn't....set cats on fire. I don't see the point of setting cats on fire and no I don't want to do it with you. I gain no joy from setting animals on fire, even poisonous snakes (but it doesn't even taste like alcohol/but it could kill you so we have to set it on fire)
And yet the friend I was telling this to can tell me about drinking and stuff...and I'm not the least bit offended. I suppose maybe because they don't go get drunk on purpose (if at all really?) They're more adult about it? I can even be around them while they drink and we play card games or something. Totally trust them to be responsible people about it.
I guess some of my friends will never grow out of being stereotypical college frat boys?
Just thought I'd put it out there as a fairly good analogy from a night of words coming out of my face over skype.
