Ode to Vodka

[DuB]

Okay so this isn't really an "ode" per se, more of a tribute or something.

I woke up this morning on the FLOOR of my room, I'M STILL DRUNK FROM LAST NIGHT, my room looks like a tornado went through it, some girl's shirt and shoes are on the floor, all my vodka is gone, and I don't remember a god damn thing! I LOVE COLLEGE!!!

P.S. I have a hickey on my left bicep?!?!?!? :shock: :wtf: WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT?

[YourTheManNowDog]

well remembering it is half the fun so id say you got jipped

[DuB]

What kills me is that some chick left my room topless and barefoot! AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA

[YourTheManNowDog]

just think that thats going to be someones mom someday

[Ryden]

Some day exactly 9 months from last night! :o


ps. Vodka's great for keeping the hangovers away.

[kimpossible]

Originally posted by DuB+--><div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(DuB)</div>some girl's shirt and shoes are on the floor
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Sure they're not yours? No. Wait. You're not sure.

That's frightening, isn't it?

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P.S. I have a hickey on my left bicep?!?!?!? :shock: :wtf: WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT?

You have GOT to stop sucking on your own arm. That's all I'm saying.

[Universal Mind]

Originally posted by DuB
Okay so this isn't really an \"ode\" per se, more of a tribute or something.

I woke up this morning on the FLOOR of my room, I'M STILL DRUNK FROM LAST NIGHT, my room looks like a tornado went through it, some girl's shirt and shoes are on the floor, all my vodka is gone, and I don't remember a god damn thing! I LOVE COLLEGE!!!

P.S. I have a hickey on my left bicep?!?!?!? :shock: :wtf: WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT?

I used to have the same attitude about vodka, but my last experiences on it involved coming to in the emergency room and not remembering getting there (almost died of an overdose), yelling nonsense at strangers at a party as I fell into my friend's CD holder, and causing a public nuisance in another friend's yard and causing the police to come and threaten to take me to jail. I am 100% through with that stuff. If you can do it and not have trouble, good luck, but hard liquor in general (and guzzled beer) is about the most dangerous drug there is. Be careful.

[DuB]

Originally posted by Universal Mind
hard liquor in general (and guzzled beer) is about the most dangerous drug there is. Be careful.
Agreed.

I was still pretty drunk when I posted that. I mean, I still drink (obviously), but I know what you mean because I've had some similar experiences with it myself; a little worse, actually. Oh well :wink:

[DuB]

Originally posted by kimpossible
You have GOT to stop sucking on your own arm. That's all I'm saying.
:lol: That's what I was thinking at first too, but it turns out it was not self-inflicted! :D

...which is actually pretty bizarre if you think about it! LOL!

[kimpossible]

She(?) must have been even more drunk than you!

[Ex Nine]

"One reason why I don't drink is because I wish to know when I am having a good time." - Nancy Astor

[Universal Mind]

Originally posted by DuB

Agreed.

I was still pretty drunk when I posted that. I mean, I still drink (obviously), but I know what you mean because I've had some similar experiences with it myself; a little worse, actually. Oh well :wink:

It sounds like you need to quit too. You don't want to end up dead. So you've ended up in the emergency room too, or worse? Let that be a red flag. You're dancing with the Grim Reaper. No joke.

The most dangerous stuff I did other than almost overdosing happened a long time ago. When I was in my late teens, I sometimes would get ridiculously drunk and seek out the most fight prone looking people at the place and start smarting off to them. When they surrounded me and started threatening me, I would swear with the most sincere face I could make that I wasn't the one who said it. Fortunately, the few times I did that, they ended up getting tired of arguing with me and walking away. The most screwed up one of those happened when two guys on the beach smarted off to me first and I got exremely sarcastic back while the other people on the beach laughed at them. They went to their condo and rounded up everybody they were with, which turned out to be a football team. An entire football team came to the beach and the two guys were like, "It was that guy!" I acted totally innocent and did my best to convince the rest of the football team that the guy who really did it ran down the beach when he saw them coming. They were so gung ho about kicking somebody's ass that they ended up arguing with each other and getting into their own fights. It was hysterical. While they were so confused and completely forgetting about me, I got the Hell out of there. That never happened again, but it took me a while to really get a clear picture of the other reasons alcohol is so dangerous.

Tell us some of your campfire stories about brushes with danger from alcohol. This thread can be an internet AA meeting.

[DuB]

Originally posted by Universal Mind
Tell us some of your campfire stories about brushes with danger from alcohol. This thread can be an internet AA meeting.
I mostly just consider the trouble that I've gotten into over it to be worse. As far as how drunk I've gotten, I've been to the point where, if a cop or someone would have found me, they would have taken me to the ER; however, a cop didn't find me, and my friends took care of me instead. I don't remember it, obviously, but I was passed out, unable to be roused, drooling and puking a lot and making moaning noises that were probably an attempt at speech. That particular night ended up okay, though. I woke up the next day somehow in my own bed, still trashed from the night before (so the crippling hangover hadn't started yet), and I had blacked out so completely the night before that I didn't even remember drinking at all. That was actually kind of funny; I woke up the next day in my bed, honestly thinking that I had just gone to bed at 10:30 or so and not done anything the night before. Then, I noticed that something just didn't feel right. I couldn't figure out at first what it was, then it hit me: Holy shit, I'm drunk! WTF? I noticed that I was lying on top of my covers, wearing all the same clothes as yesterday, including my shoes still being on. Apparently I had not gone to bed at 10:30 the night before :|. I don't really dwell on that, though, especially since nothing serious happened, but I don't ever plan on getting that drunk again!

About 6 weeks ago I was arrested for public intox while on my school campus. All kinds of shit came from that. Not only that, but I've come very close to getting another PI ticket no less than two times since then; I was extremely fortunate in both cases not to. My school is notified every time a student is arrested in my town, doesn't matter where it happened or what happened. If I get another PI, I might be expelled, maybe suspended, something. If I get a third I'm out.

So yeah, I know I could benefit from quitting altogether, but instead I'm just trying to work on keeping the drinking under control. Sometimes it gets a bit out of hand still, but live and learn, eh? To me, quitting altogether is like deciding that you're simply not capable of controlling yourself when you drink, and resigning to just give up trying. I am confident that I can control my drinking, even if it takes a bit of time. Maybe I'll fuck up and get burned again. Maybe not. We'll see.

[kimpossible]

Wow. I can't even imagine.

I have a couple drinks, I get slightly less obnoxious, then I get sleepy, then I go to bed, I wake up five hours later and go to work... That's a "wow - I had too much last night" scenario...

[OpheliaBlue]

I try not to go past a bottle of wine or a 6-pack of beer

it's so much harder to keep track of hard drinks though, because I always mix them and it's difficult to keep track of how much you've had before it's too late

except for SoCo, I can drink that shit all night (on the rocks that is)

but I was the same way in college too, drinking myself stupid...just stop when you start yacking, and don't drive or operate heavy machinery or get pregnant or while you're nursing etc :tongue:

[Universal Mind]

Originally posted by DuB

So yeah, I know I could benefit from quitting altogether, but instead I'm just trying to work on keeping the drinking under control. Sometimes it gets a bit out of hand still, but live and learn, eh? To me, quitting altogether is like deciding that you're simply not capable of controlling yourself when you drink, and resigning to just give up trying. I am confident that I can control my drinking, even if it takes a bit of time. Maybe I'll fuck up and get burned again. Maybe not. We'll see.

I've been talking like that for years. When I say that stuff to my AA friends and acquaintances, who have tried to recruit me, they think it's hilarious. I said almost exactly what you just said to the woman in the apartment above me a few days after my emergency room adventure, and she is in AA. She died out laughing and said, "That is such addict talk!" I said earlier in this thread that I am through with hard liquor and guzzled beer, but I am still saying that I can drink beer slowly. It is hard to say it with a straight face. When drinking beer, I almost always planned on just "having a few" and drinking them at regular speeds. But what ended up happening was usually a different story. I would drink the first six or so at regular speeds, but then it would start tasting more like water, so I would drink faster and faster, getting drunker and drunker, caring less and less about the fact that I was getting hammered. That is a slippery slope toward guzzling 18 beers and going around and stirring stuff up. I am a very happy drunk, but a very obnoxious one who loses all sense of public order. The freakiest think is waking up the next morning, not knowing what the Hell happened the night before, like you described. Those mornings when all I can remember is having started out with a few drinks really suck. I always have to wake somebody up and say, "What happened last night?" knowing that they probably have something really screwed up to tell me. Every time I am in that situation, I vow to NEVER drink again, but later I always somehow end up saying, "Well, I'll just drink a few beers slowly," like I just did in this post. The truth is that I need to stop drinking altogether, but that plan makes me feel like I am selling my social life short, but that is probably just addict thinking. My plan and my advice are two totally different things.