: Just a few things on my mind today . . .
TRICIA - DO NOT READ MY BLURTY TODAY! I DON'T WANT TO START ANYTHING AND I CAN'T MY "MORE OPTIONS" PAGE TO LOAD.
Hi all. It's me. The K-Man. (I use to call myself that back in 6th-9th grades - I was a pretty cool guy)
Just a few things in my head today. I'm on lunch right now and so far, having a much better day than the past few days. So far, of course. Knock on wood.
Me and Trish had this big stupid thing last night. I dunno. She was upset because we haven't had a lot of deep conversations lately. Which, I suppose is alright, but I think we're just really boring right now.
She gave a bit of a 'tude last night because I had like 3/4 of a 1/3 of a glass of wine and then drove out to Borders. I'm going to say this here because I want to and I have a right to. Tricia, don't read this. It'll just bring out old demons.
[warning space]
Okay. It upsets me when she and Kyle tell me how much a LITTLE alchol can impair one's judgement. It doesn't upset me because they care about me. It's not that at all. If anything, I deeply appreciate that. No, it's the fact that neither of them have HAD any experience with alchol. Granted, okay, they've seen the bad and ugly side of it. Yeah, okay.
But neither of them have ever had any drinks - not a beer, not a mix, not anything - to know just how LITTLE your judgement is impaired after one drink. They don't know and I don't really see why they feel the need to lecture me or gave me an attitude about it when they don't even know what they're talking about.
It took me SIX drinks to get me drunk. SIX. And even then, I was still sober enough to say "no more." 3/4 of 1/3 of a glass of wine isn't going to screw me up. I know what I'm doing.
I'm just so tired of these two treating me like I'm some sort of alcholic and the minute I get the slightest alchol into me, I'm going to be instantly screwed up. That's not how it works.
And you know, I know all about the bad side of alchol. I do. If you don't believe, ask me about my Mom's first husband sometime.
Trust me. I know what I'm doing.
Okay. I needed to get that off my chest. Lord knows I'll be hearing about that all day tomorrow, but it's the way I feel. I'm not a child. I'm not stupid. I drink - and rarely, I might add - because I'm adult and I can do it and I like to do it every now and then.
Anyways, I was going to work on my story right now (I'm on my lunch), but I'm swiftly running out of time. I'll get to it later.
~W~
TRICIA - DO NOT READ MY BLURTY TODAY! I DON'T WANT TO START ANYTHING AND I CAN'T MY "MORE OPTIONS" PAGE TO LOAD.
Hi all. It's me. The K-Man. (I use to call myself that back in 6th-9th grades - I was a pretty cool guy)
Just a few things in my head today. I'm on lunch right now and so far, having a much better day than the past few days. So far, of course. Knock on wood.
Me and Trish had this big stupid thing last night. I dunno. She was upset because we haven't had a lot of deep conversations lately. Which, I suppose is alright, but I think we're just really boring right now.
She gave a bit of a 'tude last night because I had like 3/4 of a 1/3 of a glass of wine and then drove out to Borders. I'm going to say this here because I want to and I have a right to. Tricia, don't read this. It'll just bring out old demons.
[warning space]
Okay. It upsets me when she and Kyle tell me how much a LITTLE alchol can impair one's judgement. It doesn't upset me because they care about me. It's not that at all. If anything, I deeply appreciate that. No, it's the fact that neither of them have HAD any experience with alchol. Granted, okay, they've seen the bad and ugly side of it. Yeah, okay.
But neither of them have ever had any drinks - not a beer, not a mix, not anything - to know just how LITTLE your judgement is impaired after one drink. They don't know and I don't really see why they feel the need to lecture me or gave me an attitude about it when they don't even know what they're talking about.
It took me SIX drinks to get me drunk. SIX. And even then, I was still sober enough to say "no more." 3/4 of 1/3 of a glass of wine isn't going to screw me up. I know what I'm doing.
I'm just so tired of these two treating me like I'm some sort of alcholic and the minute I get the slightest alchol into me, I'm going to be instantly screwed up. That's not how it works.
And you know, I know all about the bad side of alchol. I do. If you don't believe, ask me about my Mom's first husband sometime.
Trust me. I know what I'm doing.
Okay. I needed to get that off my chest. Lord knows I'll be hearing about that all day tomorrow, but it's the way I feel. I'm not a child. I'm not stupid. I drink - and rarely, I might add - because I'm adult and I can do it and I like to do it every now and then.
Anyways, I was going to work on my story right now (I'm on my lunch), but I'm swiftly running out of time. I'll get to it later.
~W~
chipper