Just when I say that I am settling down to hibernate a little and want some quite time with no drama does it hit me wham, bam smack in my face right between my eyes. And what am I yammering on about here? I witnessed the disintegration of the marriage of my dearest friend right before me. And I could not do a damn thing to stop this train wreck from happening. And as only my luck would have it, I find myself right in the middle of it. Not by my doing btw.
Emotions and alcohol does not a good marriage make. I often wonder why people get emotional when they've knocked back a couple or more. I have a good friend, when drunk,would profess her love for all and sundry. I remember one time when she was completely wasted, went up to a stranger and told him that he looked kinda gloomy and that whatever it was, really wasn't worth it and that she'd love him anyway. I sat there dumbfounded! I mean we've all had random conversations with strangers but err, to say that we'd love them...hmmm
The one myth which i've totally debunked and would thump anybody for using is " I was drunk and I don't remember". Baloney! I say. Did you know that your senses are actually heightened when drunk? Which means one is very much aware of what one said or did when intoxicated. OK i'll make an allowance for those who actually blackout from too much alcohol (yes i'm talking about u :D)
So now I'm waiting for drunk emotional one from last night to get his sorry arse out of bed and either fess up to what he'd said and done or give the excuse of being too drunk to remember anything. Which is it to be now, eh?
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