Me and My Weirdness

[muck_a_luck]

One thing about my aforementioned lifestyle.

Although I have not deliberately tried to avoid people who drink, somehow, I have never really been friends with people who drink heavily. I mean, Mel used to throw a few back, as I recall, occassionally, but she rarely even got buzzed. K didn't drink. We didn't really socalize in circles with those who did, and my family (half Methodist) didn't really do much more than have, maybe a single beer or a glass of wine or two at an event. No real need even for designated drivers.

So one thing about me. Drunk/high people make me very, very nervous. I don't know what to do with them or how to behave around them. Inhibitions are down, they behave in ways that I am not expecting, and I don't know what an appriate response is.

One of Husband's uncles became (what I perceived to be) quite verbally abusive after over-indulging once, and I really let him have it with the sharpest edge of my tongue. He was quite taken aback, and Husband was a bit shocked.

Usually, it's just easy to kind of laugh at the antics and keep my distance, but I never much like it.

My *brother* on the other hand, used to make a hobby of playing mind games with drunks. When he was still too young to drink, he would wait in his dorm lobby (he lived in a highrise) for people to come in from parties. Then he would get in the elevator with them and do stuff to mess with their minds. His goal was to make them fall down. I believe he was very successful at it.

Anyway...

*peers at friends list bemusedly*

Comments

[mresundance.livejournal.com]

:P

'Tis understandable. Drunk people are diffucult and often very strange if you yourself are not also drunk.

But then again, getting trollied now and again can have some cathartic, soothing effects. Release of energy. (Not getting so drunk you pass out or puke, but enough to be quiet buzzed for a bit of time before you decide to come back to earth.)

[green-grrl.livejournal.com]

Eh, I've come to the same place through experience. Drank, smoked and did drugs to excess in high school/uni (recreationally -- not skipping classes or anything). And I have to say that before then I was very shy and socially retarded -- I honestly think that lowering my inhibitions chemically taught me how to do it on my own. But, yeah, eventually realized that drink and drugs made me stupid and not in control, don't like being stupid and not in control, therefore have no interest. I will still drink one or two drinks on rare occasion, but not past the point of mild tipsiness. So most of my good friends are not indulgers. Some people I would like to be friends with for other reasons I'm not, because their idea of fun in the evening is happy hour at the bar and/or getting stoned. I just don't understand killing your brain cells as recreation after the age of 30 or so.

[muck-a-luck.livejournal.com]

I absolutely love that icon. I believe I may have said this before.

I can't wait til I start getting notifications from LJ again. *glares at LJ*

[mresundance.livejournal.com]

Ha!

Mine's been acting weird lately too.

And on a couple accounts, I've been having icons mysteriously change that I absolutely had nothing to do with. Because I would never use such hideous icons.

Hmmmmm.