*Hic*

[gridlore]

I am drunk. Tipsy. Three sheets to the wind, if you will.

It's really pathetic what a light weight I've become. I'm drunk off a single can of Budweiser. Now, I'm not supposed to drink, but I made chili for dinner tonight. You gotta have beer with chili! So I bought a six-pack, and the other five will probably last me until the All-Star break in July.

But here I sit. Buzzed. In my cups. Looking for a lampshade that goes with my outfit.

The funny thing is that right after I finished dinner, and my beer, I got a call from the UMA Lemmings. soldiergrrrl, her husband-to-be Snark, Red, Household 6, and Colin were all gathered together.. getting drunk. Nice to fit in. We had a great conversation.

"I tried to stand up, and it didn't work." SG, on why she fell out of her chair.

So I remain potted, pissed, or plastered (take your pick)

I'll probably go to bed presently. I was tired before dinner, and the alcohol didn't help.

*yawn*

G'night.

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[gridlore.livejournal.com]

I've tried a few, and they, well, suck more than Coors does normally.

An occassional beer isn't going to hurt me. If I start drinking heavily, then I'm headed for comaville