a guide to getting past life's little quirks | wednesday | period 2 | august 5

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

Unlike last week, Loki was back in the classroom, grinning smugly at each student as they entered. Once they'd all settled, he stood up and started talking.

"Welcome back," he greeted. "I hope you all enjoyed you free day last week. Seems I had other things to do and couldn't be here but I am glad to see that some of you stayed and some you...didn't."

He'd be getting to that later.

"Today, we're going to be talking about alcohol." His stomach panged just thinking about alcohol. It was just fucking unfair. "Now, I'm sure most of you have been exposed to alcohol in one form or another. Whether you're a connoisseur, a social drinker, or the one who gets to drag your drunk friends home, there's pretty much now way that you'd miss exposure to alcohol around here."

Or you were him and you had to watch people drink and yearn.

"And, for some of you, this class might be old hat," he said, looking around. "But, if you're going to be out on your own, exposed to all the things life can throw at you, you're gonna need to know how to control your alcohol intake so you can still function. That doesn't mean you can't go out and get rip roaring drunk when it's needed but if you're drink every single fucking day of your life, your gonna kill your liver amongst other things. You need to find your tolerance and stick with it on days you have to function. Don't fucking mix beer and liquor unless you wanna be praying to the porcelain god all fucking night. And for fuck's sake, be careful when a stranger pushes a drink in your hand and you don't know where it fucking came from."

That was just begging for trouble.

"Find a drink you like and fucking stick with it," he advised. "Change it up when you can but if you find something you like, you'll know how many you can drink without taking off your pants, putting a lampshade on your head and singing off tune fucking karaoke. For today, we're going to try and demonstrate the effects of what too much drinking can do to you in everyday situations. Those of you that stayed last week--" Big giant nerds. "--you get to wear beer goggles. Put them on and keep them on for the entire fucking class period. Talk to at least one other fucking person in the class with the beer goggles on. This can be easily solved during the class activity portion. Doesn't have to be a meaningful conversation, just has to be a conversation. For those of you that left class last week, you get to wear this.

Oh, that shirt was just so fugly, Loki couldn't even stand it.

"I wish I could actually give you guys alcohol but that'd probably get my ass fired," he said. "So, after you've got your beer goggles and t-shirts on, pair up and talk about your experiences with alcohol. I don't care if you have no experience, a lot of experience or something in between. Chat about it with a partner while you're wearing your awesome fucking accessories. Get to it."

There was one amused angel at the front of the room, oh yes.

Comments

sign in [llq 08/04]

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

Like you're drunk!

Re: sign in [llq 08/04]

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

George Cooper

Re: sign in [llq 08/04]

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

chat | stare | take notes [llq 08/04]

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

Chat with each other, take notes, wince at your shirt or try to focus in your beer goggles!

Re: chat | stare | take notes [llq 08/04]

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

Twas a color not found in nature, the shirt was.

And any lad who wasn't able to drink a bit was a poor bastard indeed, but George didn't have a clue what that had t'do wit' driving...

He was a puzzled George.

Re: chat | stare | take notes [llq 08/04]

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

The goggles were... strange. Firekeeper glared at Blind Seer through them, because he was totally laughing at her.

Re: chat | stare | take notes [llq 08/04]

[life_inshadow]

Tara made a face at the color of her shirt, but pulled it on anyhow. She didn't drink and didn't really see anything wrong with that; she wasn't even sixteen yet.

Re: chat | stare | take notes [llq 08/04]

[puppy_fair]

Zack wasn't sure if he'd stuck around or if he'd left, last week. He supposed he would have ended up staying in the classroom for the entire period if he hadn't fallen asleep, so he put on the goggles.

... Whooooa.

Re: chat | stare | take notes [llq 08/04]

[defeats-buses.livejournal.com]

Prince Edward was doing his best to forget about yesterday and his arrest. He put on the beer goggles and immediately decided they were the oddest thing ever.

Re: chat | stare | take notes [llq 08/04]

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

Fiona eyed the 'beer goggles' somewhat skeptically. This all seemed just a little silly.

Re: chat | stare | take notes [llq 08/04]

[youcantfollow.livejournal.com]

Certain this shirt was visible from space, Griff tried not to look at it directly.

Re: chat | stare | take notes [llq 08/04]

[finding-x-dream.livejournal.com]

Since Agnes had deliberately neither left nor stayed last week, just to prove a point, this week she took both shirt and goggles and put them both on.

Re: chat | stare | take notes [llq 08/04]

[elephantgadget.livejournal.com]

The goggles made her feel most off balance and a bit ill. She sincerely hoped she would not become sick in class.

class activity | alcohol management [llq 08/04]

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

Partner up, talk about your experiences with alcohol while wearing your beer goggles or fugly shirt!

Re: class activity | alcohol management [llq 08/04]

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

Firekeeper's experience with alcohol mostly had to do with watching its effects on others. Whether it was clueless beasts who'd drunk the liquid left by fermented grains, or foolish humans who'd drunk the stuff on purpose. Either way, there was no way she was ever going to touch the stuff.

Re: class activity | alcohol management [llq 08/04]

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

George didn't drink all the time - too much ale dulled your reflexes, and thief that he was, he couldn't have that.

But he also wasn't about t'order cider at a alehouse like a child.

Re: class activity | alcohol management [llq 08/04]

[defeats-buses.livejournal.com]

...at least he wasn't having to wear that shirt.

Prince Edward sat, goggles on, and simply stared forward.

Re: class activity | alcohol management [llq 08/04]

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

Fiona put on her 'glasses' and looked around for someone else to talk to.

the ta's [llq 08/04]

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

I'm sure they're looking dapper in their shirts today!

Re: the ta's [llq 08/04]

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

George couldn't decide if Loki was awesome or insane. He was tending towards awesome but the shirts' blinding colors swung that towards insane a bit.

loki [llq 08/04]

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

Who is so fucking amused.

Re: loki [llq 08/04]

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

She took off the glasses, glad the class was over, and went over to the teacher as she had a couple of questions for him. After all, she'd heard from a few different people on the topic; she thought that, well, just maybe Loki would have some light he could shed on the subject, not that she wasn't going to go and see Professor Ghanima Friday.

"Got a minute?"

Re: loki [llq 08/04]

[elephantgadget.livejournal.com]

On her flight from the room, Helen paused briefly to drop off the glasses. "Sorry. Sick."

Re: loki [llq 08/04]

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"Loki!" Daisy held out the expected container of treats. "Cookies (http://www.eatingwell.com/recipes/apricot_almond_cookies.html)!"

ooc [llq 08/04]

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

OH BEER GOGGLES.