I'm drunk and alone on Valentines Day

[DavidX]

YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Jameson is some smooth irish whiskey - it cures everything.
Which one of you nerds is alone on v day?

[Fencergrl]

Good plan David... double your chances of getting lucky by swinging both ways.

[DavidX]

what ? i only swing one way - and i only swing way late.

what are you doing tonight you sexy momma

[jjefferies]

It's a matter of practicality, doesn't matter if you are a righty or a lefty

Become a switch hitter, change the left for the right or vicey versa.
Rosey lefty is just as much fun as rosey righty.
Or so fencergrrl says.

[DavidX]

somehow this only made me sadder

[DavidX]

DRINKING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!

Im gonna see if i can stay drunk for 32 straight hours!

[DavidX]

drinking drinking drinking drinking drinking drinkning drinking

im gonna go to the gym drunk which i hope feels as weirdly wrongly good as it sounds

[PretAllez]

"I'm drunk / and alone on Valentines Day"

Have you parsed this sentence ? Maybe there's a connection...

(I'm sure that many ladies would flip for the SOBER, silver-tongued, sword-bearing version of you )

[DavidX]

i dont even drink - ive been in north carolina since november and i didnt even find out until yesterday that you had to buy liquor from special stores

valentines day calls for special measures

i want a french canadian girl - you know any?

[PretAllez]

I do ... but none of them are interested in a long-distance relationship
so you'll have to muster the courage to try closer to home
(or move here?)

Warning: French-Canadian girls have a rep for being gorgeous, fiercely independent heart-breakers who will dump you if you fail to take out the garbage on time. Chauvinists need not apply.
And if you don't consider yourself a "liberal", don't bother.

[larkascending]

Here are some things for you to do. You can meet cute foilistas!

[Fencergrl]

Hmmm DavidX has a bad track record for getting too drunk the night before tournaments and sleeping in. I suspect the only tournament he'll make might be the one offered in a rehab clinic.

[DavidX]

Here are some things for you to do. You can meet cute foilistas!

Yeah - I'm already signed up for those - the Boone is kind of far for the amount of people going.

[DavidX]

Hmmm DavidX has a bad track record for getting too drunk the night before tournaments and sleeping in. I suspect the only tournament he'll make might be the one offered in a rehab clinic.

I've stopped doing that.

I need love rehab

[thetortfeasor]

I need love rehab

Call Dr. Drew. Oh, wait... that's sex rehab. Nevermind. Try calling Dr. Phil, I'm sure he'd love to help you.

[DavidX]

I don't need help - i need youth in asia.

[thetortfeasor]

Just be careful what you get in return from the youth in Asia...

[DavidX]

danger - not careful is my middle name.

How I miss california

[DavidX]

GAV - this thread is depressing me - please delete it!

Things always seem like a much better idea when you're drunk.

Thanks Gav! You are the best!

[redheaded_sabreuse]

Mmm, Jameson's. Sweet bitey caramel-y nectar of the Celtic gods, it is.

To lighten this thread up a tad, Mr. Redheaded Sabreuse and I decided that this Valentine's day weekend -- to hell with it. We weren't going out, or exchanging expensive gifts. Nah, we were going to stay in all weekend and loll about in our comfy clothes and cook for each other and watch movies and drink whatever we wanted and sleep whenever we wanted.

So, Saturday I made crab salad on greens with champagne for brunch, and then he grilled ribeyes with roasted taters and a nice cabernet for dinner. Then on Sunday he made pork loin with Cajun dirty rice and beer for lunch, and I made lamb stew with merlot for dinner. And then he made chocolate-hot chili cupcakes with Irish whiskey for dessert.

I gained two pounds and was hungover on Monday, but it was SOOO worth it.

That said, I'd take Jameson's or a cold bottle of Veuve Cliquot by myself over another histrionic Valentine's Day with my ex any day of the week. Ideally, the best company on V-Day is someone who likes sippin' on that Jameson's with you. And who fences, of course.