Day 229

It's so odd....

I've been noticing a disturbing trend of people being ashamed of alcohol, and this baffles me.

Is there something wrong with delicious, intoxicating beverages?

Granted - drinking and driving is dangerous and deadly.

But... if you have a Designated Driver... if you watch your limit... if you're safe at home... if you're within walking distance of someplace to crash...

If any one of those qualifications is fulfilled, drink your heart out!

It's nothing to hide or be embarrassed about (unless you have an addiction - but let's be honest, any addiction is embarrassing).

So I'm going to say it, here, now, and forevermore...

(and, yes, I know my mother reads this blog, but she already knows this)

...I love to drink. I love to feel intoxicated. I love the buzz. I will even tolerate the hangovers for the joy of losing some of my more cumbersome inhibitions.

I do my best to be safe about it, and I do my best to drink only when it's responsible. Case in Point: Today, I really wanted to drink (read: get drunk). However! I know that I need to be awake in seven-ish hours, and I don't want to deal with a hangover at that time. So rather than worry about sobering up early tonight, I just didn't drink at all.

But in any case...

Give me wine. Give me beer. Give me tequila, rum, and gin.

Let's drink!