Never been drunk; I’ve had drinks before, but it’s a vanishingly rare thing. Two out of four grandparents were alcoholics–they weren’t abusive or unemployed, but they’d go through a keg in a weekend. And I mean just the two of them.
As far as most people are concerned, I simply don’t drink. I don’t drink at parties ever. I don’t drink at small gatherings. I sure as hell don’t drink alone (unless you call half a glass of Reisling sipped over the course of an hour at dinner on my own once “drinking alone”). My time between drinks is measured in years.
I also tried pot once, when I was 18. I don’t think I actually managed to inhale any. That isn’t a politician’s fib–I tried to take a pull and ended up coughing my lungs up. Smoking, I’ve never tried as my other two grandparents died of smoking-related illness. I knew how to set up the regulator on an oxygen tank before I was in the double digits. Not cool.
Had Vicodin for the first time about a month ago. I had a really, really bad ear infection (middle and outer) and it hurt worse than anything ever. I couldn’t sleep; I ended up curled up whimpering in pain. Vicodin helped a lot. Vicodin also made me feel absolutely fabulous.
I only took three out of a bottle of 24, and the last was a mistake because I mixed it up with my Cipro. I will not be taking Vicodin again. Ever. I liked it way too much.
I’ve also never done any kind of recreational drugs. I find hanging out with stoned people boring at best and have no desire to be one myself. Neither have I ever smoked a cigarette. They smell awful, don’t see the appeal.
I dislike the taste of beer and have never had more than a few sips. I’ve been informed that it’s an acquired taste, but I don’t see the point in making the effort to acquire it when there are plenty of other drinks out there I actually already enjoy.
Never been drunk. Never wanted to be. Besides the fact (judging from times when I mistake wine for grapejuice) that alchohol tastes horrible, I am terrified of losing control. For this same reason, I won’t take drugs.
Sometimes I feel like the accidental Puritan. Don’t drink, don’t smoke, a virgin, don’t like television, don’t like chocolate… I do have my vices and bad habits, it’s just that they’re not the same ones most people have.
I’ve never been drunk. Whenever I’m in a situation where I’m expected to drink, I order an appletini and sip it so slowly that it lasts me three hours.
Cocaine, Weed, Coffee, Alcohol & Nicotine in many of their variations, XTC, Mushrooms, Speed and Nitrous Oxide. Of all of those, Nicotine and alcohol are the most addictive, dangerous and hardest to quit. For me, at least.
It would be a prude convention if we were telling you to stop drinking.
We aren’t. So, continue to rot your brains out all you want. (there, does the smiley face make it better?)
I must admit I’m surprised I’m not the only teetolaler on the board. I’m like Malleus, afraid of losing control. And I have alchololics in my family, so add in Der Trihs’s reason. And I’m still detoxing from a doctor-prescribed medicine that supposedly works the same way as alcohol, and it’s hell on earth. And I’m not supposed to have a drink for the rest of my life because of it, as I could get addicted to it again.
I originally had a post that had listed a lot more things I hadn’t done, but somehow I forgot to post it. I was feeling a lot better then, so it was much better written. You guys are just gonna have to put up with the following.
Never been more than 300 miles from home.
Never been out of a five-state area.
Never had any other drugs, except those prescribed by my doctor (or over-the-counter).
I’m a 24 year old intentional virgin. I’d like to stay that way until I’m married.
Never had a driver’s license. Had a permit once, but the driving instructor was too scary. He retired, but I haven’t gotten around to taking the written test again. I don’t have a car, and am housebound until I get over the detox, anyways.
I’ve never broken a bone in my body.
I’ve never kissed a girl older than 14. (My last kiss I was 16. And she was a slobberer. Blech.)
I’ve never been hit on by someone my own age. (They’ve always been off by a couple of years either way, but now it seems like they have to be underage or in their 30s. And either side usually has kids, but that’s another story.
Never been drunk, never been high, never smoked. Never was very interested in doing any of them. I don’t regret it at all. I don’t like coffee, either (though, like TimeWinder, I do like sweet coffee things).
Never been a very big drinker. Most I had was probably my 21st birthday party, where I made about 4 or 5 cocktails for myself, and I wasn’t really that sloshed. Though I remember being very bad at a Wii game that required a lot of hand/eye coordination. No hangover or anything.
I’m just not that into being buzzed or drunk. Being removed from my consciousness isn’t appealing to me.
The thing I’ve never done that is apparently very rare is, I’ve never stepped foot inside a Wal-Mart. Not out of any politically-minded avoidance; I’ve just never had the occasion. Never really lived near one. There’s one not too terribly far from me now, but it’s still out of the way, and Target is much closer.
(there, does the smiley face make it better?)