Kicking off Midterm Break*
By The Misfit | April 6, 2009
*This should probably be filed under “Posts that My Mom Will Want to Kill Me For”
Midterm break won’t be much of a break for me since I have an essay to write, but last night me and my program cohorts headed over to one of our instructor’s houses for dinner & hanging out which apparently translates to copious amount of alcohol and the divulgence of information that should probably left in the realm of the non-verbal.
For instance: let’s just say I’m the token non-alcohol-drinker. And let’s also just say that I don’t need alcohol to engage in…er…party festivities.
Case in point:
We’re sitting at the dinner table – wine has been free-flowing for nearly 3 hours, so everyone’s in serious happy-drinking mode, the subject of Twilight comes up, and the conversation goes something like this:
G. – W – you’re going to come see it with us, aren’t you? (W. is the token male on the course. G. is our instructor.)
W – um…er… [insert the typical male response when trying to get out of being dragged to a movie he doesn't want to see by 4 women]
Witty banter and drunken teasing ensues.
Me – Watchmen plays the day after Twilight ends.
W. – I’d go see Watchmen again. There’s an interesting sex scene in Watchmen.
(this, of course, garners some laughs.)
W. – I won’t ruin it for anyone, but I’ll just say that there’s a farting spaceship involved. (this may not be actually what he said…for the only sober one at the party, my memory is sadly lacking.)
(more laughter and commentary)
I have a thought, as I typically do, and laugh. Everyone looks at me and asks what I’m laughing at.
Me – Well, I was just thinking that it would be nice if there was a movie that had realistic sex scenes.
Everyone stares at me.
Me – And then I thought, “Oh, wait. That’s porn.”
Everyone laughs and disagrees, and I have to disagree with myself, as well, because, seriously, who can watch porn without laughing hysterically? It’s the height of realism, that, for sure.
My mom would be so proud of her daughter talking about porn at the dinner table with a bunch of drunk friends. And an instructor. She raised me right, absolutely!
So, I’ve had about 5 hours of sleep and still have an essay to write. As quickly as the festivities began, they end, and it’s sadly back to work. Which may mean crawling back in bed for additional sleep. With my book under my pillow. I haven’t given up on the whole osmosis thing.
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