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On the upshot, it's now the weekend... 
25th-Jul-2009 09:06 am
Loz Cola
There are parts of last night that I don't remember or only vaguely recall (I only remember that I apparently bought apples because of a conversation about spewing all over said apples.) I never thought this happened to me because I've drunk enough before to fell a mammoth, but apparently, I need to drink enough to fell two mammoths, and champagne and apple cider combined will do it.

This is torture for me. The idea that I have said and done things I don't remember is absolutely one of the worst things I can imagine. There are reasons I don't go out all the time getting blinded. I am horrified by the potential of my reason not being in control. Ugh. There was one point where I was there telling a (female) colleague how much I love her. Love, love, love. Then another conversation with a cop who was hopefully called Dave (something along the lines of 'you're a cop, why does the bar have to close, get them to reopen). There are journeys I can't visualise and all kinds of shit. And no. No! I do not enjoy this one little bit.

But I do remember being sick all over myself and LT's car, falling over - twice! and enough embarrassment fodder to last me, oh, five years of continual humiliation.

And to make matters worse, there were bottles of water on my computer table and counter in the kitchen sitting there when I woke up just mocking me.
Comments 
25th-Jul-2009 02:46 am (UTC)
*hugs, very gently, and offers tea*

I don't know if this will make you feel any better, but I think a lot of people have at least a couple similar stories. And if you didn't end up showing everyone at the party your boobs, you're doing better than my worst one, at least? D:

*hugs again*
25th-Jul-2009 01:46 pm (UTC)
I know a lot of other people have done this, but it doesn't make the humiliation any less raw. :( Thank you ♥
25th-Jul-2009 04:05 am (UTC)

Looking on the bright side you've now got your "embarrassing drunk" story out of the way without any loss of life or limb and without waking up this morning with a brand new butterfly tattoo on your arse next to a one-legged stripper (happened to a mate of mine who was a marine).
25th-Jul-2009 01:47 pm (UTC)
This is true, thanks.

I felt like crap all day, and I don't usually suffer from hangovers.
25th-Jul-2009 04:27 am (UTC)
Got some fairly embarrassing stories of my own along similar lines so I totally sympathise; the only positive thing I can say right now is that you will be stronger for it in the long run. And you could, of course, turn it into fiction ...
25th-Jul-2009 01:48 pm (UTC)
It's an experience I really truly never wanted to have. But you're right, I can use it for fiction.
25th-Jul-2009 07:20 am (UTC)
Eek *hug*

I've never drunk so much that I don't remember what happened, but the idea freaks me out too. *another hug*
25th-Jul-2009 01:48 pm (UTC)
It's horrible, Sheena. ♥
25th-Jul-2009 08:45 am (UTC)
Awww! I must admit I was rather entertained by the apples bit, drunk logic can be amusing.

*hugs*

As jantalaimon said, it happens to quite a few people. My worst lost night was drinking vodka and I lost all the time between being the club at around 11pm and came round (I was standing up at the top of a flight of stairs) at 6am the next morning, locked in said club! XD I clambered out the window and it resulted in ambulance, police and fire dept all being called, I screwed up my back a bit leaping out of the second floor window onto the ground floor flat roof (always bend your knees!). The ambulance crew checked my back and the police took me home. It's an entertaining story to tell and all now but I was mortified at the time and I hate not knowing what happened.
25th-Jul-2009 01:50 pm (UTC)
I'm bemused by the apples bit. I think I lost about 2 and a half hours of my memory, and I really wish I hadn't.

Oh my God about getting locked in the club. I'm not sure I could have handled that.
25th-Jul-2009 08:52 am (UTC)
Good to experience drink-induced amnesia once, maybe. I certainly never wanted to do it more than once.
25th-Jul-2009 01:50 pm (UTC)
Neither do I. Never, ever, ever again.
26th-Jul-2009 02:16 am (UTC)
I've never blacked out and lost time, but I did get sickeningly drunk once. It's good to know your limits... but once was more than enough.

Hangover cure from a hard-drinking work pal of ages past: two aspirins and a handful of brewer's yeast for the B vitamins, with a quart of water.

Congratulations on another rite of passage survived. And, as an earlier poster said, if there are no tattoos, you win--in ten years this will be an amusing anecdote.

30th-Jul-2009 07:33 am (UTC)
Congratulations on another rite of passage survived.

Hahaha, thanks ;)
26th-Jul-2009 05:42 pm (UTC)
Oh Loz, you have my sympathies - and a virtual cold compress. Move very gently and drink lots of water, and you'll be OK.

Only once have I ever been falling-down drunk. Never again; but it was a salutary experience. Now I understand from the inside why it is that people do that to themselves, what it feels like to *be* the blotto person, and how wretched the aftermath is. (The embarrassment is the worst bit, of course.)

I know it's scant consolation now, but as theficklepickle says: great grist for writing.
30th-Jul-2009 07:33 am (UTC)
Thank you!

This was horrible and I also vow never again.
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