Video Games, Drugs, and Rock & Roll
The following tale includes online dating, drunk nerds, video games, and tacos. So take a seat and relax while I tell you how I spent my Saturday. This story has been pieced together by phone call and text logs, as well as others informing me of some of my actions.
ET 11:30 AM
Wake up, take a vigorous shower. I had been talking to a girl from an online dating website for a few weeks now, and was supposed to meet her up at Quakecon 2013. For the uninitiated, Quakecon is held yearly at the Hilton in Dallas, it is a large gaming convention and lan party that goes on for four days and is pretty sweet. I normally go with friends, but due to various circumstances, I was going to arrive alone this year. I ate one hot dog before leaving.
ET 1:30 PM
Leave to go to the Quakecon, I had been texting the girl this whole time, we'll call her J from now on. J had two groups of friends there, both groups had a hotel room. Parking was a bitch, I ended up parking in some random ass fashion outlet cross the street for the time being.
ET 3:00 PM
I had arrived and finished registering at this point, before calling up J though, I decided to get all the things I would normally do at Quakecon out of the way. This meant walking around, checking out all the demos, playin some vidya, and trying to win some swag.
ET 3:05 PM
While waiting in line to play Wolfenstein I drop my can of Bawls, I quickly retreat to avoid being blamed and come back in about 15 minutes to actually play it. This would not be the first mess I leave at the Hilton tonight.
ET 3:30
Meet up with J outside with one of her friends. We chat for a while before going to the room that her friends had. It was pretty fun after the initial awkwardness of only knowing J and her not really talking to me at all the whole time I was there. We watched part of the Bourne Ultimatum and made fun of it. I then had two red bull and vodka drinks. First alcohol of the day. I would like to remind everyone though at this point I only had one hot dog to eat. I felt alright, nothing too bad yet.
ET 4:15-4:30
I have no phone calls or texts referring to what I did in this time period before me texting someone I had returned, so Im just guessing. Me and two of J's friends decided to get street tacos from a gas station, J and everyone else had slowly disappeared from the room before we left. We go to the gas station, and the tacos do wait a while to get. Two of us get tallboys there, I had a Budlight Limearita tallboy. The notable thing about this is, it has 8% alcohol, more than your average beer.
ET 6:50-7:00 PM
Arrive back from tacos, one of J's friends got me a room key so I moved my car to the actual hotel parking lot. We go back to their room and load up on vodka and other drinks.
This is where it gets hazy.
One of them had about 3/4 of a regular sized water bottle full of vodka, I mixed that in with half of a bawls and half of a red bull. We go back to explore more of the convention, find out that part of it had been shut down for the day. As we were walking past a hallway that faced outside, well I was just jonesin man. Had to have a cigarette. So I said I would meet back up with them later, in retrospect, this was a lie. So I smoke out there and talk to some people who were also smoking. I meet up with two girls there as well, they bum cigarettes off me and I let them, because they were pretty and I was drunk. Apparently one of them got my number, we will come back to that later.
ET 8:00 PM
All out of cigarettes and I had just finished that terrible concoction of vodka I had been drinking from an old Jack in the Box cup. I head inside to find the group of friends I had just abandoned for nicotine and tobacco.
ET 11:00-11:30 PM
I find myself wandering through the hallways of the Hilton, desperately looking for the room the friends I had just made that day were staying at. My phone was dying/dead. I couldn't find the room. I explore through the lobby and other places trying to find them, to no avail. Another friend finds me and picks me up from there, since I was supposed to meet up with him and another group much earlier in the day. My last text to one of them had been sent to them at 7 and it stated, "I gotta sober up"
ET 12:00 AM
Arrive at my friends house and begin texting people I had met there that I left and began checking my texts. One of the dudes texted me if I wanted to smoke with the pretty girls I had met earlier, but it was too late for that. My friends ask how I got so drunk, and I couldn't explain. At that point I only remembered having the two red bulls and vodkas and the tallboy, not the vodka after that. I had also not realized I blacked out at this point. The one thing I couldn't explain was how the sun was out when I went in to find my friends, but it was pitch black outside in my next memory. We played board games and I ended up crashing around 2 AM.
That isn't the end though.
The next day I get a text from someone claiming to be named V. I quickly realize she must have been one of the girls that bummed a cig off me. They want to see if I want to smoke with them. So I head back to the Hilton, and I hang out with V and her friend for a few hours after smoking a bowl and hot tubbing before they have to go do other stuff. They were the ones who revealed that I had blacked out on that faithful night. Apparently I did such things as run up to them in the hallway just to say, "HI, HI". And I also piggyback rode someone through the lobby, apparently. After that I texted all the people who I had exchanged numbers with trying to figure out what else I did for those 3-4 hours, apparently I wasn't with anyone I knew. One guy said he thought someone said I threw up in the bathroom at one point. Atleast I made it to the bathroom.
I tried contacting J, but she is currently very upset at me for how shit faced I became, so I don't know if that is going anywhere anymore. All I know, is that was one of the most unexpected, fun-ass nights I had in a while, I just wish I could remember it.
