16. Most embarrassing party memory? When it comes to embarrassing myself at parties, it’s go big or go home. Usually, it’s go home. I don’t like to embarrass myself in public. Or private. But it happens, and it especially happened when I was younger. The worst one that comes immediately to mind is this time in undergrad when I was spending the weekend with my best friend two hours and change from my school. He had to work, so I went to hang out with one of our friends from the punk scene when we were in high school (who was in a band with @theblairbetch) and my friend was supposed to meet us at a party later that night. He had some friends over, and one of them, I was just beyond attracted to. And we had a good rapport going, and there were some pretty big hints that the night might be interesting on that front. But I was nineteen and nervous as shit, so I wasn’t really watching my drinking that closely. I could drink a lot more back then and be fine, but still. At some point, they were all taking bong rips. I don’t smoke weed, never been my thing, but this girl was like, “Oh, come on, it’s the weekend and you’re on vacation,” and I caved and took one. After that, we went to the party, and it was so much fun until I realized I’d finished my twelve pack and also was very very high and oh no the room was spinning, sorry [that girl], I’ll be right back. I went outside and started puking off the porch. She and everyone else I was with saw. Eventually, I was able to call my best friend and he picked me up and took me back to his place, where I continued to puke for what felt like eternity. It was 9:30 PM. I never saw that girl again.
