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(Source: fuckiminmy20s)
yup
(Source: brookenixon23)
lol
So I’ve been keeping a mental timeline of me 30 hours before a tournament… here’s how it went:
30 hours before tournament: I’m playing temple run on friends phone, my partners on tumblr.
20 hours before tournament: decorating tubs
17 hours: 12 tabs open, 6 word docs open, frantically trying to prep
13 hours: mental crash
5 hours: waking up & getting dressed
Leaving to the tournament: calm
After the tournament: fuck debate! I don’t wanna do this shit anymore.
ALTERNATE COLLEGE TIMELINE
30 hours: Check the wiki to make sure you have a general neg strat. Curse the teams that didn’t put anything up and print off random Baudrillard files to punish them.
20 hours: Frantically print off files you’ll never use in the debate office until your coach yells at you to “get the fuck in the van”
16 hours: Complain about the backwater hamlet where the tournament is located
15 hours: Arrive at the seedy motel. Check bedsheets for mysterious stains and dead prostitutes under the mattress
14 hours: Eat dinner at a local restaurant that will give you questionable intestinal discomfort approximately around the time you’re giving your last rebuttal speech in a break round the next day.
12 hours: Liquor store run!
11 hours: Check the wiki obsessively again, cut cards until the buzz kicks in.
10 hours 45 minutes: Say “fuck debate work” and wander the halls of the motel with a fifth in hand looking for debate peeps.
10 hours 30 minutes: Found the party, success.
10 hours: SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS
9 hours 30 minutes: Argue with some judge you had two tournaments ago about their RFD
9 hours 15 minutes: SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS
9 hours: Freak out when another team’s coach wanders in. Instantly chill when they get “iced” by one of their debaters.
8 hours 30 minutes: Ramble incoherently about politics. Get really assertive even though everybody agrees with you that Gingrich is a horrible person.
8 hours: Person in hotel room has to go to bed. Wander outside to chain smoke and pound drinks by entrance.
7 hours 30 minutes: Staff comes out and timidly requests that you keep it down.
7 hours: Staff makes up some rule about guests being outside after a certain time. I should know because I used to work at a hotel and did this all the time.
6 hours 50 minutes: Say that it’s cool if we party in your room.
6 hours 40 minutes: Wake roommates up, say “it’s totally cool man how about doing a shot?”
6 hours: Get into another argument with that one judge about that bogus RFD a couple tournaments ago.
5 hours: Say “fuck it man I know it’s a non-smoking room but nobody will know if smoke by the window”
4 hours: Hope that the other team’s coach is drunk enough to reveal if their debaters are breaking a new aff
3 hours 50 minutes: Convince other teams coach to shotgun a beer.
3 hours 40 minutes: Succeed at finding out their new aff that they plan on breaking in elim rounds
3 hours 15 minutes: Go to sleep
1 hour 15 minutes: Crawl into van with splitting hangover
1 hour: bagels, coffee, adderall
30 minutes: Schematics posted: you’re hitting the best team in the district first round.
#charmcolorfully pursue
if this was my work space… well lets say there wouldn’t be much working x
(Source: aranciata)





lets make some music, shoot some heroin and f*ck with the stars.