now i know why i don't drink often...

Yeah, I think I can guess what you're thinking. It's either one of these things:
"Prude."
or
"Wtf is she on, she's been gone a long time and now she's making drunk posts?"

First of all, hello, and let me blow the dust off of this sorry excuse I call a blog. Second, without further ado, let me just cut to the chase.

Last Friday was a co-worker's farewell party. Like the good girl that I am (and this is actually said without sarcasm, yes, I'm humble that way), I promised myself I wouldn't drink. But you know, when I got there, it was all like, 'po-tay-toe, po-tah-toe'. Chugged beer like a frickin' truck driver. Oh, no worries, I still drank like a lady, with dainty little sips and whatnot. It's the amount of beer I didn't realize I drank that was the problem. The thing about me (or maybe you guys too, I dunno) is, whenever I drink, I become oddly aware of my surroundings. Yes, I babble on and on and become hyper, that's beside the point, but my senses are just stronger. .... And I just realized how stupid that sentence was, because that's what happens to most people. They just never realize they're drunk. Hells, I didn't even realize that I was swaying a bit as I walked. Damn. I really can't take my alcohol, when do I ever learn? And you know, one more thing, a friend pointed out that the reality is, I didn't take 'dainty little sips'. It was a shitload amount every time I sipped. LOL.

You probably think I'm uptight about this. Maybe I don't like to make a fool of myself. Just maybe. But you know, sometimes letting loose, with all worries aside, just to feel alive for that one night - feels SO! DAMN! GOOD! Yes, yes, there are boundaries, I'm not saying 'let's all act like savages'. I think when you're tipsy / drunk, that part of you that you didn't even realize was there, shows up in full force. As it is, you should be grateful for it. There you are, kept hidden all this time, and look how interesting this new side of you really is for the rest of us!

BUT I DIGRESS. Is there any moral to this story? This time, I think I will leave you with this note (because really, I forgot my point):

These words have been said over and over again, but SERIOUSLY, YOU LIVE ONLY ONCE. They can be interpreted the way you wish to. It depends on how fast you want to go. Whether you want to speed down the rails with no control and plummet to your untimely death, or knowing when to crank it up a notch and slowing down. K, put it simply: have fun whenever you can. Sometimes, it really is OK to live for the moment and just be present. 

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