Saturday, December 27, 2003
Drinking with the Family.
So I drug my brother, Dan, his friend Adam and my other brother, Sean out with me last night, I took their keys, parked our cars and the drinking began. I decided to drink the vodka I had stashed for about a year, and my brothers let into their Christmas presents I got them, a bottle of Bacardi for Sean and some Crown Royal for Dan. We ended up at the local bar to be at on a Friday night in Glace bay, the Guildwood, cheap drinks and loads of drunken people. We had started out at my friend, Tracey's place, then on to Georgina's, and finally the bar, we all had quite a few drinks, laughs, we danced, chatted and tried to stay out of trouble. We managed to have a pretty good time, none of us got lost and we ended up back at mine and Sean's apartment around 4 in the morning. Sleeping arrangements had been discussed but nothing was set in stone.
I went into my room through on my nightgown and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, before I could return to bed, my brothers are in the living room fighting over the mattress on the floor, a verbal argument that went something like:
Sean: This is my bed, I live here.
Dan: Fuck off I am going to sleep.
Sean: Get the fuck off my bed.
Dan: Fuck off!
Sean: Fuck you and get up!
Dan: Fuck off!
Sean: That's it!
Then Sean picked up the mattress and dumped Dan on the floor; who then got up with fists flying, and the fun began, I end up knocking them both onto the mattress and pinning them (in my nightgown) while Adam sat on the chair watching, and Dan and Sean tried to throw fists, I had them both pinned down and was holding their fists (Dan threw a couple of sucker punches before I could grab his arm). Then Trevor (mine and Sean's roommate) woke up and came out as I was telling Dan and Sean that if they didn't smarten the fuck up I was going to beat the living shit out of both of them.
Oh and did I mention, Sean is 6 foot 4 and Dan is 6 foot 3, (I'm only 5 foot 8) and Sean is still healing his broken leg! MORONS!
It took a couple more threats from me and the fact that they were both too drunk and tired to really fight to get the two of them out of there. I ended up kicking Sean in the room with all the blankets leaving Dan alone on the mattress with nothing but the clothes on his back and apologizing profusely to Trevor for waking him up. Sean ended up with a bit of bruising around his eye and I think he's pretty pissed at me for kicking him into his room. I was asleep when they left this morning cause I had to work, so I didn't get to see the after-effects but I am sure it wasn't pretty.
It's funny cause it was all over in about 5 minutes, and forgotten by this morning, though it is the first fight I broke up between those two that didn't end up with the two of them turning around and beating up on me. Sean is heading out to Saskatchewan with them tomorrow for a month, cause he still isn't allowed back to work yet, and I will miss them when they are gone even if they do annoy me when they are around.
I went into my room through on my nightgown and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, before I could return to bed, my brothers are in the living room fighting over the mattress on the floor, a verbal argument that went something like:
Sean: This is my bed, I live here.
Dan: Fuck off I am going to sleep.
Sean: Get the fuck off my bed.
Dan: Fuck off!
Sean: Fuck you and get up!
Dan: Fuck off!
Sean: That's it!
Then Sean picked up the mattress and dumped Dan on the floor; who then got up with fists flying, and the fun began, I end up knocking them both onto the mattress and pinning them (in my nightgown) while Adam sat on the chair watching, and Dan and Sean tried to throw fists, I had them both pinned down and was holding their fists (Dan threw a couple of sucker punches before I could grab his arm). Then Trevor (mine and Sean's roommate) woke up and came out as I was telling Dan and Sean that if they didn't smarten the fuck up I was going to beat the living shit out of both of them.
Oh and did I mention, Sean is 6 foot 4 and Dan is 6 foot 3, (I'm only 5 foot 8) and Sean is still healing his broken leg! MORONS!
It took a couple more threats from me and the fact that they were both too drunk and tired to really fight to get the two of them out of there. I ended up kicking Sean in the room with all the blankets leaving Dan alone on the mattress with nothing but the clothes on his back and apologizing profusely to Trevor for waking him up. Sean ended up with a bit of bruising around his eye and I think he's pretty pissed at me for kicking him into his room. I was asleep when they left this morning cause I had to work, so I didn't get to see the after-effects but I am sure it wasn't pretty.
It's funny cause it was all over in about 5 minutes, and forgotten by this morning, though it is the first fight I broke up between those two that didn't end up with the two of them turning around and beating up on me. Sean is heading out to Saskatchewan with them tomorrow for a month, cause he still isn't allowed back to work yet, and I will miss them when they are gone even if they do annoy me when they are around.
