So yesterday I mentioned drunk blogging. During that slightly buzzed moment mind you I was being completely facetious, however in this rum induced stupor I have decided "fuck it." and taken myself up on the idea for no other reason than to control myself from drunkenly texting six or seven people that I love them. Particularly my mother and father whom have since the last time voiced their opinions about said texts and also one person in particular whom I will not mention. This brings me to the point of this entry: being inebriated is all about self control.
While I may not have had the self control to not blog drunkenly this night I have in fact restrained myself from making an ass out of myself to several people I do genuinely care about, again referring to my mother and father and one person who shall not be named. It is this simple truth to drinking ladies and gentlemen that in fact distinguishes us from the manwhores and skanks and the ladies and gentlemen of which we truly are. It is the ability to polish a bottle of rum or scotch, or port or stout, for you beer drinkers and still have the sense to restrain ourselves from doing that which we are inclined to do when our senses have been dulled and unrefined by the depressant that is alcohol. Now whether that inclement be to profess un-warranted love, such as myself, or to challenge the nearest man in your vicinity to a bout of fisticuffs, it is the ability to recognize your state of mind and the consequences of such actions that separates us from the 'stock breed' if you will.
So next time sir or madame, realize that you are indeed inebriated and do not follow in the footsteps of a fool and use fancy words and rhetoric to hide the fact that you are indeed "drunk off your ass", and refuse to make contact with anyone, via phone, internet, or face to face, with whom you might have some repercussions.
Sincerely yours,
A sailor who learned to write eloquently by some miracle of God despite being drunk.
While I may not have had the self control to not blog drunkenly this night I have in fact restrained myself from making an ass out of myself to several people I do genuinely care about, again referring to my mother and father and one person who shall not be named. It is this simple truth to drinking ladies and gentlemen that in fact distinguishes us from the manwhores and skanks and the ladies and gentlemen of which we truly are. It is the ability to polish a bottle of rum or scotch, or port or stout, for you beer drinkers and still have the sense to restrain ourselves from doing that which we are inclined to do when our senses have been dulled and unrefined by the depressant that is alcohol. Now whether that inclement be to profess un-warranted love, such as myself, or to challenge the nearest man in your vicinity to a bout of fisticuffs, it is the ability to recognize your state of mind and the consequences of such actions that separates us from the 'stock breed' if you will.
So next time sir or madame, realize that you are indeed inebriated and do not follow in the footsteps of a fool and use fancy words and rhetoric to hide the fact that you are indeed "drunk off your ass", and refuse to make contact with anyone, via phone, internet, or face to face, with whom you might have some repercussions.
Sincerely yours,
A sailor who learned to write eloquently by some miracle of God despite being drunk.
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freckle:
There's worse things to do when drunk!
doss:
There is I agree!