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posted by [personal profile] mitchy at 02:54pm on 04/01/2005
**with apologies to Shakespeare for mangling his quote.

I want to get drunk. Not falling down, puking drunk, let us be clear, because that sucks. No, what I want to achieve is that happy state where I'm more than tipsy but not smashed out of my tree.

I came closest to it Christmas Eve, but had to stop because I was driving the next day and all subsequent attempts have failed completely. There was one evening when I stupidly didn't have enough to eat and so had to stop to have food, completely losing all momentum. NYE was particularly annoying because I went from sober to "I need to stop now" without ever going through the happy stages in between. And I only had to stop because I had that physically full sensation I am aware means that if I keep drinking, I will throw up. Which would be impolite when you're a guest, really. And if I'd upchucked on the sofa, I'd have been a dead Mitchy :) But I digress.

The reason I desire this state is I haven't for a while (i.e. months) and it's a state in which I can usually be quite creative. The fallout from this tends to last a while and I quite fancy waking up the ol' creative urges.

Plus it's a nice sensation. Happy, floating, detached, but not so detached I don't know what I'm doing. Juuuust irresponsible enough to be funny without doing/saying something I'll seriously regret later. A relaxing of barriers, if you will.

All of which implies I feel there are barriers I need to lower. Hmm. An interesting thought, I will ponder that privately.

I don't get really, really drunk these days if I can help it. Depends a lot on the company I'm in too. There's a point up to which I will go in any company then generally I'll stop. I've found that I'm a bad drunk unless the right combination of mood/circumstances/company exists; I'll either get angry and try and provoke a row or I'll get maudlin. Neither is good company and usually leads to having to avoid people for a while until I can look them in the eye without blushing. Or feeling guilty. Or both. *shudder*

Also I get evil hangovers. And they tend to be delayed hangovers too, meaning I'm never quite sure when I'll suddenly start to feel like shit. Could be the next afternoon, after a morning in which I was quite cheerful, or it could be as late as two days later.

If all the conditions are met, then I'll risk another drink or two after my normal cut off point, which puts me at "drunk" but hopefully shy of "fighting" or "maudlin". It's a fine line though.

Annnyway, I've restocked the cider, bought a small bottle of champers. Now I just need to pick the right evening. Not this evening, I've been sluggish all day and any alcohol at all will just send me to sleep, which kinda defeats the object of the exercise.

Oh, and in other news, it's official. I need to steal [livejournal.com profile] lithium_doll's sofa. Or at least go back to where she got it from and insist they sell me the same model. Not only is her sofa more comfortable than my bed but I slept better on it too!
Mood:: Whimsical
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posted by (anonymous) at 06:31pm on 07/01/2005
I have hardly ever seen you drunk! Luckily I could get drunk enough for the both of us in most instances :-)

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