Roommate Prequel #2 - Underage Drinking and Marijuana Plants (1204 hits)
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Submitted by Phoenix <volklcess.at.aol.com> (View user info) at 2004-02-27 17:20:53 EST
Roommate Prequel #1: http://www.ubersite.com/m/26238
The summer after my first year of college my parents drove me nuts, and in turn, I drove them insane. I'd arrived back, fresh from 9 months of underage drinking, no curfews, and occasionally a little studying, and they expected to slap an 11 p.m. curfew on me and monitor who I hung out with and have everything be hunky dory. Ha. I think not.
I had a job as a trail guide at a small local tourist attraction (the Ponderosa Ranch - it's where they filmed the TV series "Bonanza"...yes, yes, ha ha, let's all have a good laugh at my expense). I was rampant, dating an egregious cowboy who I thought was just the greatest thing ever, and all about rebelling against any sort of "rules" my parents thought they could hold me to. Fights ensued, regrettable words were exchanged, and after only being home from college for 3 weeks, I declared to my parents that I was moving out and staying in one of my friend's loft for the duration of the summer.
When the summer finally came to a close and it was time to get back to the grind of studying and class, when I discovered what chauvinistic pig my cowboy was when I heard him proposition a 16-year old girl to run naked in the rain with him, when the heat of living in a loft had taken its toll on me (and not only killed my goldfish, but turned him black as well), it seemed only natural that my friend and I should get an apartment in Reno together for school. We'd lived together at his parent's house for most the summer and got along fine, so thus we commenced our apartment hunting and landed a kick ass two-bedroom right smack between the University and the community college complete with a breath taking view of the mountains and downtown Reno.
Aaron was the best roommate I've had. He rekindled my hope in mankind (or at least mankind in Nevada). We became quickly renowned for the parties we threw, and for the most part got away with being loud as our neighbor's were mainly college students. For the most part...
A new sorority had just started up at the University - so new in fact, that they didn't even have a house. So what better place to throw a party than our apartment? After all, my roommate Aaron, convinced that he was a pimp, was "in" with all the girls, so we set about letting our neighbors know that we would be throwing quite a large party and if they had any complaints to please not call management but instead come talk to us and if they felt so inclined, they were more than welcome to join the hoorah. Yes, we told the 60-something couple two doors down that they could come drink with a slew of rowdy, under-aged college kids.
We could rest assured that we wouldn't be evicted; no, our neighbors didn't call management to complain. Instead they called the police.
I was chilling on the couch warding off cheesy pick-up lines from the guy with the pierced tongue who lived in the apartment above us and simultaneously yelling bloody murder at a guy who decided to whip his dick out to pee in a corner, when there came a steady pounding at the door - you know how the police knock, they always let you know it's them.
All chaos broke loose. People shoving people out of the way to find an escape, everyone crowding back through the apartment toward my roommate's room (my poor roommate who was shelled up in his room with a couple girls), looking for a window, a back door, anything that could prove a worthy escape route. Poor fools. Our apartment was set up against a hill - the only windows and doors were at the front apartment so any get away attempts to be made without the acknowledgement of the two po-po who stood at my doorstep were futile.
"Who lives here? Whoever lives here needs to answer the door!" someone from within the surging crowd shouted. Since my roommate was holed up in his room playing pimp, that would be me.
I was 19 and drunk. The last thing I wanted to do was open the door to a couple officers of the law, but what were my choices? Open the door or wait from them to assail it with a log or something. I took my chances and opened the door.
"Good evening," I slurred, putting on my best I'm-sober act.
"We had a report of some underage drinking going on, so we're going to have to ask everyone under the age of 21 to leave." Everyone under the age of 21? Jebus ocifer, there's NO ONE *over* the age of 21 here. I exhaled deeply so they might smell the rum on the breath of a 19-year old and told them that it wasn't a problem. They drove their black and whites down to the corner and stayed there till everyone left. Bastards!
Ah, my roommate Aaron, who once bought a sack of weed so crappy it had seeds, and what better thing to do with marijuana seeds then plant them? No special care for it - he just stuck 'em in a pot and let it bask in the sunlight from his window, kind of like our own illegal little houseplant. It, of course, only grew about 3 inches, never sprouted any leaves, and died.
He, who spent in excess of $400 on the most beautiful glass hookah and thought it would be okay to keep it on the utmost shelf of his closet and still acted surprised when it fell and shattered only a month after he'd bought it.
I don't have enough room or enough time to tell you all the good times we had in that apartment and all the misadventures that arose; after our lease expired, Aaron moved to Vegas so he could go to UNLV for their theatre school, and I moved into the lonely (yet incredibly wonderful) existence of living alone for 6 months.
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Submitted by LacyFace16 (user info) at 2004-02-28 11:22:25 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
why are potheads such good roommates Erika???
you're my dark eyed stranger that i'm going to travel with. I finally figured it out! haha.
-Michelle
Submitted by BongZilla (user info) at 2004-02-27 23:43:40 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
I can't believe you go to UNR, boo!. the only people I know who went to UNR were people to didn't go to UNLV because they thought Reno was cool. hahah Reno Sucks. Sorry, i didn't really read most of your post seeing as how I'm drinking and Im at work drun, which is kinda sweet. Anyways, im rambling. Cheers!
-BongZilla
+1 since I can't really form a coherent statement of any sort.
Submitted by Sideburns (user info) at 2004-02-27 23:36:05 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
You can always dump your present boyfriend and move to Japan with me. I won't be able to afford a place and I definitely won't be able to buy you food. Nor will I have time to go out with you on weekends, or for the week for that matter. I also won't have a car for the first few months.
On second thought, stay here.
-Sideburns
Submitted by canuckistan (user info) at 2004-02-27 23:19:38 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
We need more cops.
Submitted by RandytheHelpfulPineapple (user info) at 2004-02-27 20:41:06 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I never understood the point of planting shwag. If you're going to commit the "crime" of planting marijuana, you might as well make it good stuff.
GJ volk
Submitted by WiKi (user info) at 2004-02-27 18:43:40 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I can sympathize.. this has happened to me on MANY occasions.
I can't believe I've never been arrested, as many times as the cops have been to my apartment. We're cutting down on the partying now, though.. gotta play it safe.
Submitted by Phinch (user info) at 2004-02-27 18:31:24 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
eggcellent.
Submitted by AshK (user info) at 2004-02-27 18:24:08 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by Kracka (user info) at 2004-02-27 18:10:11 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
i can understand that but next time do you think you could throw one in there just for me?
Submitted by volklcess (user info) at 2004-02-27 18:05:53 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Awwww, I'm sorry Kracka, maybe there were, but being that I'm a girl it wasn't my top priority to be seeking out girls taking off their clothes...
:-)
Phoenix
Submitted by Kracka (user info) at 2004-02-27 18:01:28 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
not even one?
you make me sad. :(
Submitted by volklcess (user info) at 2004-02-27 17:51:23 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Kracka - No. Not all girls feel the need to take their clothes off when they've had a few.
:-)
Phoenix
Submitted by Kracka (user info) at 2004-02-27 17:45:25 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
ok so you are telling the Black Ninja that there were a ton of drunk girls and no nakedness?!?!?!?
Submitted by Zod (user info) at 2004-02-27 17:36:15 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Hehe, your life is awesome!
On another note, you're lucky as hell that thats all the cops did. You should have kissed them, not been pissed. They could have arrested half of you if they wanted to...and you would have been first.
Submitted by hamilton (user info) at 2004-02-27 17:23:39 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
My bad
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Submitted by hamilton (user info) at 2004-02-27 17:23:07 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
One word.
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