I just finished my 3rd fuzzy navel. They ordered me a shot of vodka and red bull. (ANd I ordered water so I don’t get sick.)
Now I feel like I should talk about some history of me and drinking. Watch out, I may start to emote all over the place. The first time I got drunk was when I left my old/new job the first time - Oct. 7, 2005. I blogged about it … Im too lazy to link to the post tho, so if you just search the archives you’ll find it. Since then I have been drunk maybe 3 other times… actually, Ryan was invilved in all of those, ha! He is a bad influence! (Or a good one?)
In college at UGA, I once wrote a letter to the student paper about why it’s possibl;e to have fun in college without drinking. I always felt uncomofrtable around drinking, actually. This is, I’m sure, largely due to the firsthand experience I had wuith it since I was a little kid all the way thru my life… bc my dad is a serious alcoholic. And it took years of therapy for me teven to be able to SAY that! Even though I always knew it in my heart, saying it, admitting it, somehow makes it “real”… and I couldn’t do it, for the longest time. I never really had a model of healthy drinking. And let’s be honest, the way college students binge drink and all that shit is not healthy. And it never appealed to me anyway… who wants to puke all over the place? That does not sound fun. Maybe if you grew up in a really religiouslly moral household or something, where there was NO DRINKING AT ALL, then aybe you would need to let off some steam and indulge in all that shit? But it kind of seems like acting out, but whatever, who am I to judge… people need to do what they need to do… but I still don’t want to be around it, and people should’t try to make me feel weird becayse of that (like some of them did in colege). I say FUCK THEM!
So now that I’m in a more supportive enviriboment, I can have fun with it, but I still don’t drink very much AT ALL, nor do I want to. And here’s the other thing! I don’t like the taste of most alcohol! It’s disgusting as far as I’m concerned! Beer is gross, I cannot drink it. And the kinds of drinks I like, they have to have enough flavor in them to MASK the taste of the alcohol itself. Hence fuzzy navels, amaretto sours, hell even screwdrivers…
And now the glass of vodka on ice and TWO cans of redbull has arrived… oh god. We’ll see how this goes, won’t we!
once I get to my porn rant (that’s coming soon), i hope I’m still coherent enough to make sense and not make too many typos. I know I’m already making typos, but I’ve decided not to go back and correct all of them bc it would take too long… and for some reason using the ‘backspace’ key seems to take longer than regular typing. I don’ tknow what that’s about.
Stay tuned, I hope my rant will at least make some sense and not just be stupid idiotic drunken jibberish. :P