So, the last time I wrote, I entitled it “The Return Of The Lemon Light” as if I was going to start writing again after a 2 month haitus. Now I’ve been on an 8 month haitus….so my question is: is it bad form to make ANOTHER “Return Of The Lemon Light” post? I really do want to start writing again. There have been some crazy nights in the past 8 months that I haven’t even written about. There was a trip to Nashville in January. A trip to San Diego in February. Another trip to Nashville/Covington for Maifest (which had more than it’s share of write-able material), and countless funny nights out on the town here in Boston.
I’d really like to start writing again! Unfortunately, I’m not going to regale all these past stories that I missed out on. I’ll let it be a lesson to me that I should continue writing and not stop for long periods of time. Let’s keep this blog alive!!
I guess I’ll write about my most recent venture, just to kick this off with some fun.
Last Tuesday, Lauren and I decided to have a good old fashioned All Day Drunk Day. Unfortunately at 5PM, we still hadn’t even come close to venturing out, so it actually turned into a normal night of drinking. When we FINALLY emerged from our houses, we headed to the liquor store and got a bottle of Skyy Grape Vodka (yeah…shelling out the big bucks) and a six pack of beer and headed over to Spenser’s.
We had plans to head over to Ups and Downs but we wanted to pregame first. The main reason being that last time we went there we shelled out $60 between the 2 of us and left SOBER. Don’t ask me how, but we weren’t about to make that mistake again, so we played some games at Spensers, refilling our cups of Skyy and Sprite several times over. By the time we left the house, I was drunk.
Ups and Downs on and Tuesday isn’t that promising. Somehow this night ended up as a whirlwind though. Some girl was there with her boyfriend that I was convinced I went to middle school with (I didn’t), and she was OBSESSED with Lauren and I for some reason. So she kept buying us shots, and we kept buying her shots. Three or four or five or six shots of Grape Crush later, I was BLASTED.
What I remember is talking at length with this girl. About what, I don’t know. Her name was Nadia. I remember the following conversation:
Nadia: I think my Cosmo is really weak. Here, taste this.
Me: Okay! *takes sip of drink.*
Me: Wow, that is pretty weak. Chris! Can I get a Cosmo!
I also texted Crystal telling her I met a girl named MAFIA (I was referring to Nadia).
I also remember screaming into the ears of Lauren and Spenser at separate times, dead serious, lecturing them about SOMETHING, but I don’t remember anything I said.
I called Moises twice AND texted him (when he didn’t answer) in hopes to solve our problems. (Why does it always seem like the time to solve problems when you are at your least capable?)
Apparently, though I don’t really remember this, Spenser and Lauren claim I made out with some guy who was “much older, wearing plaid shorts with pulled up socks, was possibly not American, and looked weathered.” I remember I thought I saw Jon Gosseling of John and Kate Plus 8, and considering my judgment, this was possibly him.
And finally, I remember puking out the window of the car the entire drive on the highway. Next thing I know we are parked in front of Lauren’s house, I sit up to get out of the car, and I hurl all over her driveway.
I woke up the next morning in her bed, and I hadn’t puked anymore, thus not drowning in my own bile and dying. Which is always a plus after nights like that. 
Aimee "The Ponz" Pontius is just a simple girl from New England who moved to the south for college. From there she spent a summer in Northern Kentucky partying, made some bad decisions (and some good ones), dropped out of college, moved back in with her parents and now...well now this blog. Her friends call her The Ponz, Ponzy, Pontavius, Cuntius, Raponzal and various other forms. She likes cuddling, eating with chopsticks, and playing in the rain. 