I Know, "I Know", Saketinis

I'd like to think I'm pretty diplomatic in my friendships. If you're nice, I'm nice, et. cet. Only one person in my entire life has called me mean, and he doesn't even count in the general swing of things (In this capacity only, I love him otherwise) because calling someone mean is mean. So he canceled himself out of the vote. But I've been letting lots of things slide lately. Maybe because I'm out of town, the state of Illinois, the universe. Or maybe I'm maturing, or it could be because I'm trying to be more forgiving to prove that I'm not mean. That accusation really hurt; I had never heard it before. Most people can take my sarcasm bordering on bitchiness (Only if I think the recipient can handle it do I even initiate it, if I start sassing and they're not "down" I promptly apologize.) I don't know where this is going. I just want everybody to know that I'm not mean. In fact, get any of my friends from grade school, because yes, I do still talk with people from the 3rd grade, and they'll tell you that the LAST thing they would ever describe me as is mean. Granted, they've never seen me with 3 drinks in me stuck [rap lyric, google Philly's Most Wanted], but I'm not that different when I'm not sober. Ok, I can't even keep a straight face with that one. Drunk Becky has started some shit. I'll agree. But honestly, I know that left to my own drunken vices I'm a trashbag so it was never for my own selfish purposes. The most intense drunken bouts I've ever gotten into have been to defend my friends' honor. But never again [clearly] cause apparently they don't appreciate it and they don't like conflict and I made things much worse. Again, I don't know where I was going with this. I have to break the seal and my roommate's in the bathroom, so we'll see how that goes. I should mention that I went shopping with my [other] roommate today in Soho, and we got a little crazy at Peep. FOA [first of all], nunca [never] order a sake-tini. Just don't do it. As a skilled drink maven, I implore you. It's like 6 drinks rolled up into one drink cigar that you'll puff once and choke on. Not a good look. Don't. Don't. Don't. Proof being I'm composing this blog post with the 3 hour residue of ONE drink. I can't even do my homework. I can't see straight. And I'm talking about Spandex World to Jade. So steer clear. I miss everybody in Chambana, especially Adods, Rox-Pox, and for some odd reason, Pat. I haven't seen that kid since July. Or was it June? I need to quit like now. But I would like to end by saying that iTunes should let its users listen to their music at any volume they see fit. If I want Jay-Z ft. Pharrell Williams circa American Gangster "I Know" to deafen me, then damn it, it's my choice. The fact that you have gone limp dick soft since the 7.1 update is NOT my problem. Get your shit together iTunes, and let me make my volume adjustments up to infinity percent. You're lying to me when you say it's up 100% because I don't even flinch when I hear the song start, as happens with EVERY other song I have adjusted the volume for. That is all. I will SURELY edit this when I come down