Friday, October 24, 2008

Love and honor to Miami

I am currently getting ready to head down to southern Ohio. My sister, Sharda, Meg, Renee and I are heading to our alma mater, Miami University. I haven't been there in 7 years. I'm sure nothing's changed. A few months ago we all decided we missed it and wanted to go see a football game and hang out on the campus and get raging drunk with the college kids. I can totally pass for 22, right? Right, you guys? What do you mean 22 year olds don't wear slip on tennis shoes and complain about back pain?

Things I will be doing to relive my college days:

- wearing stretch pants and a giant sweatshirt
- skipping class
- accidentally wearing my shower shoes to public places
- avoiding the library
- getting parking tickets for parking on campus
- puking outside of First Run
- puking in the bathroom of Scott Hall
- puking in the bathroom of my old apartment
- gathering up all the shopping carts in the Kroger parking lot
- drinking Boone's Farm

I like how I added "drinking Boone's Farm" as if it's something I don't still do.

I'm sure I'll have some stories for you when I get back. Last night I made 2 cds that had songs that Renee* and I used to listen to all the time back then for us to play in the car. Let's just say the theme song to "Baywatch" might or might not be on there.

P.S. Odds are 3-1 that Meg makes out with a college boy.

*Renee was my roommate through all 4 years of college. She is awesome and here is the most perfect definitive story of her awesomeness. I may have told you this already, but that's okay. It's good:

A few months after we graduated college, a small group of us went up to Windsor to gamble and drink. I was driving my parents' minivan (whattup!) and Renee was in the passenger's seat. I had never driven across the border before ever. We got up to the border patrol and the guy asked us where we were going, for how long, etc. Then he goes, "Do you have anything to claim?" I had no idea what he was talking about. I just stared at him for a minute then I said, "What?" He again said, "Do you have anything to claim?" I literally had no idea what to do. Then all of a sudden Renee yelled out, "I claim this land for America!" and mimed stabbing a flag into the ground.

I absolutely lost it. The guy sighed, completely exasperated, and said, "Just go."

A. Mazing.


JL said...

OMG, I can't stop laughing at your old roommate.

I drank Boone's in high school, and if I recall correctly it doesn't feel great to get sick off of that crap!

Skeezix said...

Haha! Your roommate is awesome.

Although as an Ohio Alumni I have to remember that we are sworn mortal enemies, right?

I wore giant sweatshirts too. XXL anyone? WTF was I thinking? Actually it was a really cozy sweatshirt, I wonder if I still have it (only to be worn indoors and not in public).

Cant Hardly Wait said...

hahaha! I would have died laughing. What a great story.

Erin Jeannine said...

OMG, they have new Boone's Farm flavors that are A-MAZING. (Not that I drink Boone's Farm at 28...I just noticed them at the grocery store and I thought that they were probably amazing.)

Brandi said...

Erin's lying. She has Boone's Farm in her refrigerator. I know that FOR A FACT. Because I may or may not have bought it on sale for 2 for $5 and brought it over on Ladies Night. I drank the first bottle and saved the second for Erin to enjoy at her leisure.

Anonymous said...

That story was totally amazing. Your roomate sounds pretty awesome

Anonymous said...

Your roommate sounds amazing :)
I think you can definitely be 22.

P.S. My accent isn't that great, but whenever I meet Americans I tend to get really posh and start saying "golly" a fair bit.

Fizzgig said...

aaaaaaaaah that story made me laugh! Those damn border police make you nervous!

Boones, holla! I use to love that stuff but i'm too much a drunk for it now, it'd take me like 3 bottles to get drunk when clearly i can get the buzz on with 2 regular wines. Its all about math, and calories.