I never went to U of C but I did end up at BSD a few years ago. Showed up by myself to meet friends who were two hours late, so I took the time to drink. I was supposed to go watch my buddy play on the stage but I didn't get there. I think I drank about 25 beers, including a span where I shotgunned 5 in about two minutes. I tried to regain my composure by drilling rails off my wallet in the Port-O-Potties but it only went so far.
I ended up taking C-train and busing my way back home (I live around Bow Tr and 37th St SW at the time). On the way to the C-train station I saw look at me with shock and disgust, turn to his girlfriend and say "Whoa. That guy is messed up." Got home and passed out at about 5 PM. My roommate, not realizing the debauchery I had participated in, came home from work and came into my room to get me up for some food. Didn't happen. I got up at around 10:30 PM that night and polished off a two-six of rum at a buddy's house. Finally crashed at about 5 AM.
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