meh - i'm going back to watching gangs of new york

Why the fuck doesnt wine n sex knock me out like everyone else?

It's the ratio - try more of the first and less of the second

i think i'll get my drink on tonight.

I drank 3 bottles of wine and Pulse drinks.

It was the Pulses me thinks, stupid vodka n guarana drinks!!

I'm soooooooooo tired now though n I have sore butt muscles.

I understand the post drunk feeling, but what were you doing with your butt?

Last night, my gf and I made blueberry margaritas with fresh blueberries from my blueberry bushes, then watched movies and drank them. And did other fun stuff, too.

Hmmm, well, the sore butt muscles comes from being a bit adventurous on the balcony :D ones stablisher muscles got a bit of a work out it would appear.

Blueberry margaritas sounds lovely 'spode, and the stuff afterwards woulda been fun too. I like that you have a gf :)

Hey, I've made those before. They're awesome! (blueberry margaritas I mean)

Well I don't know about everybody. I am not one of those after sex snugglers. Both beer and sex make me want to snack...then do it again.

shame I'm not younger. The spirit is willing. The flesh is weak.

Make blueberry pie and popcorn? Make whooppee? ;)

I am paggered. Absolutely fucking munted. [trans. for non Brits: very drunk).

Was gonna post something really cool ( I think) and forgot what it was...posted some shite as a new thread ad UG pointed me over to this thread. The meaninless drunk thread. Cool. That's prettty much what I am looking foir right now.

Oh, but I am in a really good mood, and I don;t mean just drunk. Granted the real ale helped and the whiskey probably didint hurt, but I was already fairly cheery. But here's the thing...when your mood is up there and ideas are fizzing, and your mind's running overdrive and everything seems to be slipping into placce....you know, there's a stop sign coming up. You know you're going to crash, and feel as low as you feel high.

spent the last few days just riding the wave, euphoric, in control, everything working just like it should. Working frighteningly well. Ideas fizzling, and flying wild. Momentum building up, and it's wierd cauase it's always edgy, like any second now you're going to lose your balance, lose your footing and fall, but yyou're so fucking confident. So fast....nothing's fast enough, it all seems to move so slow. Like you're high on amphetamines, but you've not taken anything. All building up to a crescendo.....

But anyway....I'm getting sidetracked: important point is that I am drunk.

Soooo....tell us about this guy Dana.....

DanaC's drucking funk all right -- her typing is slurred! :D

Hmmmm...very interesting. lol

She's spelling very well for someone that's pissed,good job the spellcheck stayed in tonite :D