12:10...Nick called back...He's walking back from the frat house with Shane and he wants to say "What's up?" So I ask him if he finished painting his paddle...no one has ever switched into a state of confusion so quickly...He had no recollection of calling me the other 2 times, and I can guarantee that when he (hopefully) wakes up to take his test tomorrow morning, he won't remember calling me the third time either...But he just wanted to have a chat, so I talked to him while he snuck into the dorm and past Kai, the poor guy he had impeached from Hall Council President's office last week...I kinda wish they had a run in, I would have loved to hear what Nick had to say to him when he couldn't figure out what was happening! So then Nick gets to the lobby and realizes he must go to his room. But he doesnt want to go into his room, because "then his roommates will wave their fingers and him and make him fall down." Why did I not get drunk with this boy in high school? This is the juvinile entertainment level that would have kept study hall laughing for weeks...Oh well, so I convince him to go to his room, and when he walks by, the head of all of Resident Life is in there eating pizza with 10 people. Nick ran away fast. When you are living on a FYE hall, it's not a great idea to be caught drunk...especially not by the head of all of Resident Life. Anyway, he came up with the master plan of calling his room and seeing if she was still there...I'll let you know if there's another phone call tonight, but I'm hoping for the sake of his hangover tomorrow, he will just pass out now...
No luck there...I've been talking to Nick online and after all the initial what's up, you confuse me, etc. he decides he needs to shave. This time I called him, though he won't remember that in the morning either...I feel like a regular Mother Teresa with my good deed, making sure he wasn't really shaving in such a drunken state...But now I'm going to bed, so if you read some tragic headlines tomorrow of a Tech student who died from a slashed neck, please know I tried...
So in the respect of privacy laws and all that, I'm not including our IM conversation as "proof" of just how drunk Nick was...I don't think he'll believe me. But I can post his away message last night because that is viewable to the general public...enjoy.
"Rock a by Nicky as he sleeps deep, when the sun rises he'll still be alseep, when it is noon he best be awake, for Nicky has a pop quiz that he should be cake (sung to rock a by baby)"
