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Blackouts.
Have you ever like totally blacked out and done awesome stuff from drinking / taking too much?
After about 10 years of drink and substance abuse it's only happened to me once and it was totally not cool.
I went out on a first date with this chick and mixed anti-depressants and a heroic amount of alcohol (beer and tequila). I remember at one stage drinking 6 shots of tequila in a row (this was after about 10 pints of lager) at a bar / club in London.
The next thing I remember I woke up in her bed, bleeding, I had a black eye and my legs and arms were covered in bruises and I was feeling totally lame.
I honestly and truely remember NOTHING AT ALL after the 6 shots of tequila, but after speaking to the (less than impressed) girl the next morning, apparently this is what happened...
1) I apparently walked up to a bouncer, whispered somethig to him and we had a full on fist fight. Apparently he won and I was physically thrown onto the streets. (I am a pacifist. I never get into any form of physical confrontation).
2) I fell in the middle of the road and hit my head on the tarmac. Cars and busses had to stop for me.
3) I was REFUSED ENTRY ONTO A LONDON NIGHTBUS. Do you have any idea what an accomplishment this is? On a Saturday Night, the Nightbus driver refused me entry. Incredible.
4) I lay on the sidewalk until the girl I was with hailed a cab and took me home. I threw my shirt out the window and again, was nearly kicked out of the taxi.
Not only this, but the next morning I had completely wiped my PIN code for my card out of my memory. I have had the same PIN code for 4 years and it was completely and utterly erased from my memory. I still don't remember what it was.
I have been fucked up in my life, dont get me wrong, but this was something else, because I remember nothing of it at all. Needless to say, I didn't get laid that night. Its quite scary having a blackout I must say. I dont think I will be repeating it.
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After about 10 years of drink and substance abuse it's only happened to me once and it was totally not cool.
I went out on a first date with this chick and mixed anti-depressants and a heroic amount of alcohol (beer and tequila). I remember at one stage drinking 6 shots of tequila in a row (this was after about 10 pints of lager) at a bar / club in London.
The next thing I remember I woke up in her bed, bleeding, I had a black eye and my legs and arms were covered in bruises and I was feeling totally lame.
I honestly and truely remember NOTHING AT ALL after the 6 shots of tequila, but after speaking to the (less than impressed) girl the next morning, apparently this is what happened...
1) I apparently walked up to a bouncer, whispered somethig to him and we had a full on fist fight. Apparently he won and I was physically thrown onto the streets. (I am a pacifist. I never get into any form of physical confrontation).
2) I fell in the middle of the road and hit my head on the tarmac. Cars and busses had to stop for me.
3) I was REFUSED ENTRY ONTO A LONDON NIGHTBUS. Do you have any idea what an accomplishment this is? On a Saturday Night, the Nightbus driver refused me entry. Incredible.
4) I lay on the sidewalk until the girl I was with hailed a cab and took me home. I threw my shirt out the window and again, was nearly kicked out of the taxi.
Not only this, but the next morning I had completely wiped my PIN code for my card out of my memory. I have had the same PIN code for 4 years and it was completely and utterly erased from my memory. I still don't remember what it was.
I have been fucked up in my life, dont get me wrong, but this was something else, because I remember nothing of it at all. Needless to say, I didn't get laid that night. Its quite scary having a blackout I must say. I dont think I will be repeating it.
Share your adventures!
It happens to me about once a year. I had my yearly occurrence last week. Two hours of my life completely missing forever.
Al i know is that i woke up full clothed (tie included) door open, windows closed, lights on, no air con, no fan with all the taps running. Bear in mind that i live in Bangkok. I woke up soaked in sweat with a mouth like sandpaper.
Getting refused entry to the night bus is pretty impressive. That lady also sounds like keeper.
Al i know is that i woke up full clothed (tie included) door open, windows closed, lights on, no air con, no fan with all the taps running. Bear in mind that i live in Bangkok. I woke up soaked in sweat with a mouth like sandpaper.
Getting refused entry to the night bus is pretty impressive. That lady also sounds like keeper.
Was at a party, had a fair amount to drink, rang some friends up who had gone back to someones house for a bit of afterparty ket.
Taxi'd my way over and walked in the room, mistook their supply of ket for a line they'd set aside for me and continued to snort the whole thing in one.
Woke up not knowing where the fuck I was, apparently after I'd done that line I passed out, fell on the table and spilled water all over the rest of the ket.
My friends put up with a lot of shit back in the day from similar stories.
Taxi'd my way over and walked in the room, mistook their supply of ket for a line they'd set aside for me and continued to snort the whole thing in one.
Woke up not knowing where the fuck I was, apparently after I'd done that line I passed out, fell on the table and spilled water all over the rest of the ket.
My friends put up with a lot of shit back in the day from similar stories.
Not really blacking out but I've developed a bit of a problem now whereby whenever I'm really shitfaced I sleepwalk and piss all over the floor. I have no idea I'm doing it until I find the fucking puddles the next day. It's not like it's out of laziness either, because I'll trek up/downstairs and halfway across the house to do it.
A mate woke me up a few months ago when I was standing in her kitchen pissing into a cupboard. Last DMZ I went to I woke up spreadeagle at the bottom of the stairs having pissed all over our doormat
A mate woke me up a few months ago when I was standing in her kitchen pissing into a cupboard. Last DMZ I went to I woke up spreadeagle at the bottom of the stairs having pissed all over our doormat
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Definitely.Baron_von_Carlton wrote:That lady also sounds like keeper.
It's like when I got kicked out of Hobbits in Weston-Super-Mare for projectile vomiting on the carpet. I believe I was told off by a policeman that same night for pissing in the doorway of a jewellery shop.
A girl from my school left the club with me, called me a taxi and got in with me to make sure I got home (or so she says - I don't remember any of it). Somehow that girl is now my wife.
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So this one time, i drank a bottle of absolut blackcurrant vodka, then went to the pub to drink some more.
the last thing i remember is going to the toilet of the pub, before waking up in an unknown bed, yellow and with blood all over my hand.
I have pieced together most of what happened. Apparently i tried to break the mirror in the pub, couldnt, got my friend to do it, and then proceeded to punch the broken bits of glass, cutting my hand quite badly. I then went back out into the pub and apparently tried to act like everything was normal, whilst dripping a pool of blood all over the floor. After we left the pub, i dissapeared for about an hourish - here i have no idea wht happened, cos i wasnt with anyone that i remember, and dont know what i was trying to do. i might have been trying to pick up, but i definitely didnt get hold of any draw so lord knows.
anyway, apparently i then rejoined my friends where we went back to one of their houses, which i'd never been before. back there i fell off a chair, bled all over the wall and a leather table, before passing out, when they decided to cover my face in yellow highlighter.
the next day is possibly the worst headache i have ever had.
the last thing i remember is going to the toilet of the pub, before waking up in an unknown bed, yellow and with blood all over my hand.
I have pieced together most of what happened. Apparently i tried to break the mirror in the pub, couldnt, got my friend to do it, and then proceeded to punch the broken bits of glass, cutting my hand quite badly. I then went back out into the pub and apparently tried to act like everything was normal, whilst dripping a pool of blood all over the floor. After we left the pub, i dissapeared for about an hourish - here i have no idea wht happened, cos i wasnt with anyone that i remember, and dont know what i was trying to do. i might have been trying to pick up, but i definitely didnt get hold of any draw so lord knows.
anyway, apparently i then rejoined my friends where we went back to one of their houses, which i'd never been before. back there i fell off a chair, bled all over the wall and a leather table, before passing out, when they decided to cover my face in yellow highlighter.
the next day is possibly the worst headache i have ever had.
Only ever blacked out once... this Christmas at a party with Uncle Bill and some friends in Bristol. Fair bit to drink and smoke, but nothing majorly heavy... I was talking to a friend about him carting around severed limbs at work, then suddenly just drifted away from reality and..... BAM. I was on the kitchen floor.
The kitchen floor was very comfortable, but I felt I was causing a scene, so I got up only to instantly fall down again and be carried into a quieter room to sort myself out. Weird shit. Had me worried for a few weeks, but never even felt close to it again.
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The kitchen floor was very comfortable, but I felt I was causing a scene, so I got up only to instantly fall down again and be carried into a quieter room to sort myself out. Weird shit. Had me worried for a few weeks, but never even felt close to it again.
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Only ever blacked out once - had started new job, spent the week commuting between London and Cambridge and sorting out new flat. Got up at 7 to move, finished moving and setting up at 5. Went to BBQ at new workmates' place (my boss in fact). Most people eventually left, a bunch went clubbing but I declined as I didn't really know my way home yet. So I sat there with boss + mate and he carries on plying me with booze. Unbeknownst to me he was topping up his punch with more vodka everytime he got me another drink. Must've been practically pure vodka by the time I decided to go.
I don't recall anything between that point and fumbling at my new door with a crappy lock that I couldn't get open.
Of course, there's also the afternoon at Glade this year. But I don't think it really counts as blacking out...
I don't recall anything between that point and fumbling at my new door with a crappy lock that I couldn't get open.
Of course, there's also the afternoon at Glade this year. But I don't think it really counts as blacking out...
I've blacked out I guess about seven or eight times, it's always pretty much when you're drinking spirits like a fish. Most memorable I guess was Glastonbury about four years ago, last thing I remember was watching the guy from the beach boys, Brian something? I was drinking a bottle of gin straight that was my cousins' who said it was the best gin going as it was Export strength, I think I drank about three quarters of a litre bottle of gin while watching the beach boys on the Sunday afternoon. Then the next thing I remember is being dragged by two security guards to my tent they throw me inside and shout at me something like, "Don't come out of there you bastard, we'll be watching you." So I lie down and think, I'll wait here a little while then get up and go see the Marley family, that's where they'll all be. Then I passed out.
My friends tell me, I stepped on a man's face who was lying on the floor,
I was dancing with some girl and kept kissing her neck.
I was standing outside one of those little bandstand things with a folk guy playing and I was shouting and raving dancing like a nutcase to this guy with his acoustic guitar, I was making such noise that the folk guy stopped playing pointed me out and asked the crowd, "do you all want this guy to shut up?" too which they all raised their hands, then I shouted some shit and sat down.
Then after that I got up and wondered off and no one knows what happened next.
My friends tell me, I stepped on a man's face who was lying on the floor,
I was dancing with some girl and kept kissing her neck.
I was standing outside one of those little bandstand things with a folk guy playing and I was shouting and raving dancing like a nutcase to this guy with his acoustic guitar, I was making such noise that the folk guy stopped playing pointed me out and asked the crowd, "do you all want this guy to shut up?" too which they all raised their hands, then I shouted some shit and sat down.
Then after that I got up and wondered off and no one knows what happened next.
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when i was 16 i went out after college to the pub, had a few pints and then decided i'd go to my dads work night out, so from there to another pub, few more pints... clocked on that there was a fit temper (temp staff) so started chatting. we all moved onto town, and by this point i was pissed. she was like oh what music you like, and because i was in my house stage, oh yeah man i love prog / deep / electro, and she seemed amazed. so she invites me out to a club, we first go back to her house, drank some lambrini (oh god) and then drank some more, so by this point i was fucking battered. we move onto her mates house to pick some drugs up, (baring in mind i'd only done pills 3/4 times before this). they offered me some at the time and i didnt have any cash so i couldnt buy any. we go to the club, knock about, i head nod to trentemoller on my own, this girl meets up with a guy shes seeing and shes wired by this point. i end up snogging her (also bare in mind she was 22 and i was 16, plus she was hot.) and then this guy shes seeing comes and finds us and we all go back to hers for more booze and what not. this point my memory is hazy, but i finally give in and double drop. (my god, these pills must of been fucking strong, stronger than what i'v had before. also keep in mind i must of drunk 10 pints or so. i call a girl up i fancy, tell her i love her, then call my mate up, tell him i love her. i then black out. wake up 6 hours later, in someone elses clothes. in a completely different house. I come round to find someone waking me up to tell me i'v got work (i must of told them).
my dad gave me a lift into work and clearly knew exactly what was going on because i was gurning, his gf was in the car and when he stopped to get petrol, she turned around and said what happened to you, you're well fucked. i just said, erm i don't know....
turn up to work, work through the comedown, and then at the end of the day get a right lecture of my manager for turning up chewing my jaw off.
I still don't know what happened in that period of time, I have never really told anyone about this, and i have spent the past few years cringing at the thought of it all. but now realising that talking about it has actually made the cringing stop.
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my dad gave me a lift into work and clearly knew exactly what was going on because i was gurning, his gf was in the car and when he stopped to get petrol, she turned around and said what happened to you, you're well fucked. i just said, erm i don't know....
turn up to work, work through the comedown, and then at the end of the day get a right lecture of my manager for turning up chewing my jaw off.
I still don't know what happened in that period of time, I have never really told anyone about this, and i have spent the past few years cringing at the thought of it all. but now realising that talking about it has actually made the cringing stop.
hope you laugh.
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ive whiteyed on weed a couple of times but one of these times was something else. i was sat there feeling a cold sweat coming on and new what was about to happen. then i woke up three hours later in my mates bathroom sick evrywere, id smashed the soap pot and all the people at the party were crowded round me whispering wether i was dead and what they should do, as soon as i was washed 5 minutes later i felt abselutely incredible. a full body high i was vibrating. Was surreal
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Fucking hell mate...gwa wrote:when i was 16 i went out after college to the pub, had a few pints and then decided i'd go to my dads work night out, so from there to another pub, few more pints... clocked on that there was a fit temper (temp staff) so started chatting. we all moved onto town, and by this point i was pissed. she was like oh what music you like, and because i was in my house stage, oh yeah man i love prog / deep / electro, and she seemed amazed. so she invites me out to a club, we first go back to her house, drank some lambrini (oh god) and then drank some more, so by this point i was fucking battered. we move onto her mates house to pick some drugs up, (baring in mind i'd only done pills 3/4 times before this). they offered me some at the time and i didnt have any cash so i couldnt buy any. we go to the club, knock about, i head nod to trentemoller on my own, this girl meets up with a guy shes seeing and shes wired by this point. i end up snogging her (also bare in mind she was 22 and i was 16, plus she was hot.) and then this guy shes seeing comes and finds us and we all go back to hers for more booze and what not. this point my memory is hazy, but i finally give in and double drop. (my god, these pills must of been fucking strong, stronger than what i'v had before. also keep in mind i must of drunk 10 pints or so. i call a girl up i fancy, tell her i love her, then call my mate up, tell him i love her. i then black out. wake up 6 hours later, in someone elses clothes. in a completely different house. I come round to find someone waking me up to tell me i'v got work (i must of told them).
my dad gave me a lift into work and clearly knew exactly what was going on because i was gurning, his gf was in the car and when he stopped to get petrol, she turned around and said what happened to you, you're well fucked. i just said, erm i don't know....
turn up to work, work through the comedown, and then at the end of the day get a right lecture of my manager for turning up chewing my jaw off.
I still don't know what happened in that period of time, I have never really told anyone about this, and i have spent the past few years cringing at the thought of it all. but now realising that talking about it has actually made the cringing stop.
hope you laugh.
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