Babysitting

seXieleXie

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I did a lot of babysitting last night, and I didn't even get paid for it.
*sigh*
i went to a party and had a great time, met cool people, learned a bunch of drinking games. it was all sorts of fun. but i don't drink often, and i don't drink much so eventually everyone around me was trashed and i was still mildly buzzed. then they broke out the pot.
this freshman who i walked to the party with was getting pretty fucked up and started to get upset. i took her home, talking to her and keeping her calm, got some water into her, waited for her to fall asleep, all that.
then i went home where my roommate was in bed, asleep. she had gone to a halloween party dressed as joan biaz and i noticed she still had on her wig. as i was standing there trying to figure out if she had passed out or just fallen asleep, she starts vomiting. so, being the good roommate that i am... i got her into the bathroom and gave her some water and told her to wait while i changed her sheets. i helped her get cleaned up and then put her back to bed.

i seem to get myself into situations like this a lot. i hold back a little from whatever the group is doing and i end up having to take care of one or more people because i'm the only one who is able. and while i'm glad that i can help, i always feel weird about it after.

anyway, i'm just rambling. to save this thread you should all tell me about the last time you got really inebriated :)
 
I have (back in my wild college years) played babysitter on more than one occassion to friends who were losing it on LSD. It is not a fun game to play, and what bothers me is the implication that if I was in that situation, who would be around to look after me? There was one person in my social circle who was infamous for getting wildly out-of-control on various psychedelics. He would end up having to be babysat by usually more than one person because his behavior was inappropriate (e.g. grabbing necklaces from strangers' necks) and could land him in jail. The most annoying part about it is that he seemed totally disinterested in being responsible for himself. It was selfish.

Anyway, the last time I was really inebriated...gosh...I can't even remember. Doesn't happen too often. :)

Edited to say - I just remembered. At a dinner party back sometime at the end of August. Drank too much wine. It was fun.
 
The last time I got truly drunk was last winter when I was with a bunch of friends from school.

It was fun.

I got my friend some aspirin in the morning and we ate breakfast.




Sorry, big people don't vomit, drive, or punch stop signs. When I was in college we did all that and more. Stay away from the big time (and smalltime) drinkers and you'll be a lot healthier and wealthier for it.
 
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Marxist said:
Sorry, big people don't vomit, drive, or punch stop signs. When I was in college we did all that and more. Stay away from the big time (and smalltime) drinkers and you'll be a lot healthier and wealthier for it.
'Tis true. I tend to fall asleep before I can consume the quantities required to act the way I did ten years ago.
 
I don't remember the last time I was really inebriated, but it was nice of you to help those people.
 
Well, I don't drink enough anymore to puke. But, I was drunk just a few weekends ago. We were at a hotel after my cousins wedding, my sis went somewhere (I can't remember what she was doing now :D) Anyway, while she was gone I hopped on the hotels computer and whipped out an email to Southern. I forgot I had done that until he mentioned it! :D

I've played babysitter way to often. It sucks to live with an alcoholic.
 
over the summer we had a going away party fo rmy assistant manager. I wasn't to steps in the door before I had a drink in my hand and three different people asking me to come smoke with them. Well i couldn't dissapoint anyone so I smoked with all of them.. After that I just started drinking. We went to another co-workers house afterwards to continue the party. More weed, more beer. Needless to say i was lucky to know my own name.
My friends sober girlfriend drove me home, but i couldnt remember which house was mine. Finally, after drivibg up and down the street three times i found my car.
I made it upstairs to the bathroom where i spent a good twenty minutes throwing food I ate when i was six. I went ot bed and tried to fall asleep. But something just didnt feel right. I wasnt breathing, i think i may have forgotten how to breath for a moment.
That was the last time I was ever that drunk, i have no plans to do that to myself ever again.
 
Memories...

Camping...biker dudes all over the place.....friend freaks out on mushrooms...

That was a weird night.
 
The last time I was in my cups, I stopped by an old lover's house and left a note on his car complete with a lipstick kiss.

I'm a sentimental drunk.
 
Last time I hot shit faced It was over 20 years ago while I was on a date. We went bar hopping and I got smashed. On the way home I had to have him pull over so I could hurl, didn't wanna mess up the car. He had to carry me up stairs to my apartment, he nursed me all night as I paid homage to the porcelain crown. He was so sweet about everything but I felt like such a ninny that I never went out with him again. *sigh* I've never gotten that smashed again either!
 
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