Drunkidy-drunk-drunk

[jamesq]

Having a Blue Monk isn't doing anything for my sobriety. I am, point of fact, pleasantly drunk, having had one of those killer beers and a shot of port earlier.

oblivions - do you remember when we were talking about alcohol content of Brewster's beers? I think you had the right percentage, but the wrong beer. I suspect it's because they both have blue in the name.

I've been reading S.M. Stirling's The Scourge of God (caution, might contain spoilers). It's turing into a really great novel. First, it's providing something I've waited five books for - answers. Even better, it's got some super well-done scenes in it that have made me all weepy (but in the good way).

Note, I found out that Stirling used characters from this fan fiction when writing the book. I haven't read it yet, but I figure this link will serve as a reminder until I do.

I could write lots right now, but it would be my usual drunken blathering and such. I'd like to write - certainly I've got plenty to say on any number of topics (The current political brouhaha in Canada, assorted unpopular opinions of the potential Avacal Kingdomization, naughty things I'd like to do potential mates), but really, I can't keep a thought straight in my head long enough to address any of those nobel topics.

I do want to say that I'm proud of the fact that surrealism is currently in second place. It should be first place, considering the bullshit question posed, but I'll settle for a close second.

Ok, time to see if I can type as well as I talk when drunk. Specifically, typing a tongue twister:

If you stick a stock of liquor in your locker it is slick to put a lock upon our stock, or some joker who is quicker is gooing to trick you out of your liquorif you fail to lock your liquor locker with a lcok.

Hmm. Not bad - just a few typos.

I seem to be a weird combination of drunk, tired and wired. I suspect that if I simply allowed myself to go to bed I'd drop like a stone. Weirdly, I'm not doing that. I'm having far too much of a good time waving my head back and forth because it feels groovy.

On the bright side, I've been distracted by two sexy ladies on MSN, so I'll leave you to readng my rambling incoherences while I go and regale them with my all-around awesomeness.

Yes folks, I'm that drunk.

Comments

[oblivions.livejournal.com]

*g* been awhile since I've had the pleasure of feeling that fuzzy. Even less of an ability now though I wish some days I could get into a bottle of red without feeling a little guilty.

[ladyerwyn.livejournal.com]

Oh how I wish I could have been there. When I get drunk and experience it like that and it's all fun and good and I don't feel awful or end up hungover I want to repeat the experience. Then the repeat is "Fail". I get horridly dizzy. Not good dizzy, bad dizzy and end up with an awful hangover.