Smallhouse Log

ato kinyoubi

  1. Portraying: Emilio Dealio
  2. Conveying: Drunken attempts at sobriety
  3. Now Playing: "Keep Fishin'" - Weezer
  4. The Saying: "I feel like if I met him, I would know him." - Igy, 01/23
  5. When Praying: For a safe tomorrow; that I finish (hee!) the budget proposal by Monday

I have had seven shots of vodka, one every ten minutes, all for the sake of science. Kind of. The theory -I dunna remember whose- goes that the manners in which you act both when sober and when intoxicated are the waysyou truly are. Since I've never been truly drunk before, I was to be the subject of the experiment. I'm impressed that I have so little difficulty in typing these paragraphs, and by the fact that I have not, despite my drunken state, used profane or vulgar language, reverted tothe lisp of my childhood, or been lecherous, violent, or overly informative. All in all, my inhibitions have been neatly sustained.

I doubt that my parents would be pleased to read this. Nor would Lisa, or many of my other friends. Let them be assured that I never intend to become this intoxicated again. I just don't enjoy it. I may casually drink just a little now and then, but not enough to become more than slightly tipsy. Restraint, in this case, is common sense, since I dunna really enjoy being this drunk.

I wanted to write Z an email, but the internet isn't working at the moment. I hope I dunna accidentally erase this post.

"Once upon a time, I was falling in love; now I'm only falling apart. There's nothing I can do; it's a total eclipse of the heart."

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