That is me.
I shouldn’t be… but I am. The right music is playing I guess.
I’m at work tomorrow and the day after. Most people don’t binge drink when they are working the day after, but I am in the habit of doing that lately.
Will I find this thread in a vanity search at work tomorrow and feel shame?
I’m convinced I’m gonna die early, before pension age (I have a pension) but part of my doesn’t give an airborne rodent’s posterior
I’m not drunk yet; the party doesn’t start 'till 10:30, and we won’t get there 'till after the store closes at 11. Once we’re outta here, though, it’s no holds barred. I hope The Cute One comes to the party. I always get really horny when I’m drunk. Mmmmm . . . inebriated sex.
Alcohol is bad. Last night was Senior Prank, during which the seniors invade everyone else’s 8-10pm classes*, and give you alcohol. Then everyone goes to a party and drinks more. I know for a fact that I consumed an entire mini-bottle of bourbon and one can of Milwaukee’s Best, then about two shots of straight whiskey. Things, thankfully, get fuzzy at that point (as I am, quite literally, a lightweight), but I know that there was half a can of Guinness at some point, another half can of something, and about half of a glass of Coke and Rum. At that point, a very charitable friend decided I was way past drunk (true), and helped me back to my room, where I proceeded to pass out on my bed. I woke up at 6 AM (frickin’ sun), stumbled down the hall to the bathroom, and passed out again until about noon.
The fact that I can’t even remember what I drank makes it so very not worth it.
*yes, everyone’s in class at the same time; it’s a wierd school (heya, Rilchiam!)
No, no. Alcohol is good. In moderation. And while listenign to the Age of Aquarious. I am also drunk and happy. Interestingly, I get drunk on 1.5 glasses of wine now due to gastric bypass surgery which re-vamped my alcohol absorption mechanism.
Ooooooo…won’t you marry me bill. Are any of you named Bill?
Tonight I have consumed sake (at dinner) , a couple black russians (at our friend’s house after dinner), and a couple-three (that’s a Wisconsinism) beers. I am drunk and happy too. I think I’ll go chase my wife until she catches me.
Cheers to my drunk and happy friends around the globe!