Wednesday, February 20, 2008
I just watched a video I made during Friday night AWP drunkenness at Tao and Justin's apartment. I do not remember taking a video. I do not remember taking pictures. I only thought to look in my camera because a picture surfaced of me (I think) humping a sofa where I am holding camera in my hand. There are 14 pictures of us preparing and drinking smoothies. In the video I am screaming at everyone. I am slurring my language so much I sound like a toddler with a lisp. I do not remember saying anything I say (scream) in the video, which includes something along the lines of "This is like that scene in Pulp Fiction, the deleted scene in Pulp Fiction" when I turn around to find Justin videotaping me videotaping. This means I blacked out during the evening. This means I probably said a lot of things I do not recall, even more so than I previously understood. The video gets even more regrettable when I begin beating Mike Young in the face with a plastic machete until he bleeds from one nostril and one eye. I will make a longer post about this experience soon. Maybe tomorrow. Shit. I can't believe I was talking about Pulp Fiction.