Drinking

Might as well...

This blog might be shut down soon. Stupid google's new terms on june 30th. Really I don't think I've linked to any adult websites on here though.

Well I've always noticed that when I stop drinking after a while my tolerance goes way down. When I got orange juice on sunday and mixed it with a little vodka it was a bit overwhelming. But normally it wouldn't be. And when I made the irish coffee like frappichino I was out if it after that. I only put a little whisky in it. Barely any. But I was very overwhelmed even though I made a delicious fried rice dinner.

But I went to dinner with my Dad last night. It was great seeing him again and I haven't been to cowtippers in a long time. His friends seem really cool and they very remind me of Mark and Casey friend's of Michael and Casey. Just very forward thinking young couple who really seem to know where they are going and what's right for them. Also for some strange reason he reminded me of an old friend of mine named Tom. Not sure if it was the skin complexion because the face looked a tad bit different. But my dad was right. We would have a lot in common I could tell just by talking with him and listening. And also the fact that our hair is pretty fucking long right now.

They also gave my dad his birthday present and I learned about their situation with their parents. My dad told me about how prop 8 was overturned and how doma was shut down as well which means essentially any marriage prior in california that was "overturned" was considered unconstitional not on a federal level but something about a case by case thing with individuals. But their marriage will now be recognized and even if you marry elsewhere and come back to your home state it's recognized on a federal level. My dad was telling me in my lifetime I'll definitely be able to marry now. But he told me he and Chuck 2.0 weren't getting married anytime soon. But is happy that they can.

I had a gator bite for a drink which was a apricot orange frozen drink. That shit was strong. I had orange teriyaki glazed salmon too with fries and broccoli. Even though I was full I ate ever last bite of my meal. And I drank lots of water too. My dad got a fishbowl size drink because I mentioned that they had it in the past. I asked him if he was sure he wanted to and that it's really big. He got some blue suede shoes drink. The drink was fucking gynamourmous. It hurt just looking at it even though I wasn't drunk because I ate all my food and drank lots of water. Not to mention I ate when I got home after work.

But we all talked more and they brought cake for my dad's birthday which his friends made for him. That was really nice. He told me he was my sister a few nights ago too and they were driving by each other. He told me she waved at him and acknowledged him which I thought was nice. But then he told me she rolled up her window when they stopped at a red light and were next to each other and that hurt him. I told him not to look into that too much that she's always done cutesy shit like that where she likes to play or just do shit to piss people off just for the hell of it regardless how it makes the person feel. The fact that she acknowledged him is what he needs to focus on. He felt better after I said that and it's true I wasn't making it up.

Randy barely had any of the blue shoes drink and chuck urged me to try some. I took a taste and it was good. Really good. I joked that it scared me a bit but I could probably finish it all. No one was really sure if I could but chuck gave me a smile though as to say, "Go on..go for it." That's all it took.

I drank it all. It was really good. I thought back to what someone at work said once when I mentioned I went out drinking on st. patricks day. She said something like, "Well you're asian so asians have a higher tolerance for alcohol or something." And I did remember that Mr. Oh my bastard assistance manager is korean. He told me when he was in korea and in the army he drank everyday and normally whisky. He never got drunk or got stupid he just enjoyed drinking.

I've always told myself I want to be someone who can handle drinks. I've felt stupid when I drink and felt myself start to lose myself. But I don't allow it to happen. I don't fall or say stupid things or act a fool. That's a choice in how some people choice to act. Well maybe they also drink way too much too. But I was feeling really  happy and relaxed inside and I wanted to tell Sir everything.

I was feeling so happy that I announced I was going to new york in a few weeks. They asked what for and really wanted to know and I told them, "It's an opportunity but I'll tell when I get back". I think one of them asked if I was meeting someone and I just said that I'll tell everything when I return. My dad was really nice and funny and said, "Well if you need any money..ask beta Chuck." His ex is chuck smith and his new partner is chuck rice. I call chuck smith beta chuck.

He did not realize that beta chuck had Grandma's disney stock. I can't believe beta chuck never told him that. I still can't believe that he told me that beta chuck actually cheated on him too. I really had no idea what was going on when I was 18-20. And I told him that and I felt bad for not really knowing. He told me it wasn't my fault and I was hanging out with MIchael and Casey and that's what you do when you are at that age focus on your friends more than family.

But it was a really good dinner. I called Sir after but my battery was too low. I told him about prop 8 being overturned which seemed to make him happy. But I wanted to tell him more. But my battery died. I went to hideaway because I wanted a drink. I was in a really good place and my mind was going to places I've blocked it out of going for some time and I wanted to further explore it.

It wasn't busy at all which I liked. I was able to sit at the bar. I just ordered a cape cod. It's close to what I drank tonight so knew it would be fine. I watched everyone in the bar, talking, laughing, and happy. I saw couples together, friend's hanging out, and people just being happy and having fun. That was the reason why I came. I drank my drank while smiling and laughing a little inside too. A guy came in and sat a little close to me. I saw him look my way a few times. I took a glance at him and he was pretty cute. But I had no interest in him. Well maybe not so much that but I did not come to the bar for that. I did not go to be nervous or wonder who is looking at me or wondering how many cute guys are there or who I have a chance with. I just came to have a drink and I did. I finished my drink rather quickly. The bartender even said, "Oh wow, you finished that rather quickly do you want another one?" I told him that I was fine and thanked him for the drink and got up and left.

I don't know why it blows their minds everytime I come in and sit for a drink and leave. But then again, I was only there for maybe 20 minutes or so. I sent Sir a message since my battery regained some power but not enough. A little drunk I hated the idea but knew I needed to go to kroger to get some coffee.

They did not have as many k-cups as they used to. Fucking starbucks trying to push their frappichino bottles up everyone's ass took up like 4 shelves. Really starbucks? They aren't that good either. I saw green mountain was on a sale and so was kroger brand. I got sumatrian dark extra bold. The starbucks one I got was sumatran too but I wanted to try it. Just needed something to wake me up in mornings.

I got some disposable cups too and straws. That's all I got and I left and came home. And then I blogged. All the feelings during the day and everything I was feeling came out and I felt the need to write about it. And then I slept. Pretty good actually. And now I have to go to stupid work. Dammit. I want to write some more..

Oh yeah. And not hungover in any way whatsoever. But I was when I had that irish coffee frappichino on sunday. Must have been the frozen part that got to me.