like trying to hide the daylight from the sun

[minkhollow]

In other news, chaucerhathblog just won yet again. I don't normally go in for macros, but dude.
My towel accompanied me to dinner. By this I mean the graduation present with 'don't panic' embroidered on it. For bonus points, it's lavender, which will have to do since the lilac bush wilted before I even got home. (There was also a gaggle of pirates at Applebee's when we got there. Or, well, twice-four, so a gaggle and one?)
Tomorrow evening is family-shaped thing; apparently my aunt finds it laughable that I haven't gotten drunk yet. I'm not sure why she felt the need to bring this up on the eve of a dry party, but there you go. Anyway: I'm not legal yet and I don't like what alcohol I have run across. Where's my incentive here, again?

Comments

[dawning-star.livejournal.com]

Social expectations, probably. Most people assume that everyone goes 'omg alcohol!' upon entering the teen years, to say nothing of turning 20 and 21.

[minkhollow]

If everyone did that, we'd run out of alcohol. And/or obliterate ourselves so it wouldn't matter.

[dawning-star.livejournal.com]

Indeed. I never said that social expectations necessarily made sense.