What Drinking With Your Friends Will Tell You

We've all been in drinking situations with friends or acquaintances in public. We know what that means. It can sometimes be unreasonably fun; dancing, laughing, singing...
And other times it can unleash our darkest inner hell; fighting, crying, yelling...

We know what the stereotypical drinking personalities are:

The Crier - that friend who takes a couple shots and cries about everything that's ever been wrong in their lives. Or because their happy. Or because that person just looked at them weird. Or because they accidentally racked up a $100 drink tab. Or because you didn't ask them why their crying. So anyway, this person cries... a lot. For no reason, mostly.

The Aggressor - the friend who yells "LET'S TAKE THIS OUTSIDE" because you said "Please don't bump me". Or because you said "Excuse me". Or because he looked at her wrong. Or because she didn't want to dance with you. Or because your waitress said you were cut off. This person finds ways to create a problem. Create one from thin air if they must, because shit is going down.

The Laugher - this person drinks and makes it seem like they've never had a better time in their life. This person is who you want to drink with. This is who the Crier and the Aggressor wish they were. And unfortunately, are sometimes the target because both the Crier and the Aggressor are pissed that the Laugher can't be bothered by their problems.

The Dancer - this person busts a move to every and any song that can be audibly heard. They often bust moves they don't have.

The Kisser - this person is very touchy-feely with people they may not usually be with. They kiss those who have lips. Those who speak. Those who exist.

The Verbal Assaulter - this person has similar characteristics to the Aggressor, but won't actually hurt or touch anyone. This is the person who threatens to pull your hair and yells "Run, bitch" as you are leaving the bar. This person is too frequent, and the reason most of you aren't at a bar tonight. Or the reason you haven't called that friend you're thinking of in quite some time.

The Slurrer - this person loses all capability of speaking their native language. Bye bye to all words.

The Blackout - this person drinks to excess every time alcohol enters their system, and always ends the night with a sketchy ride home, a sickness in the street, or a forceful removal from a public place. These people start each following day with "what happened last night" and usually have some explaining to do, and apologies to hand out.

Now, what this tells us is who of our friends need a stern-talking to or a total cut out, and who of them are worth the call Friday night.

If you read this and couldn't think of any friends who fit the negative stereotypes, then you are just extremely lucky.

PSYCH!

It's you.

For Those Who Give A Damn

Well, hello there. Once again, it's almost been a whole year since I blogged last. I don't know why this cycle keeps happening. I get caught in the jumble of life and forget to take one moment to actually catch up with it. So, I am trying to be better about that. You should be too! It really is quite a relief to blog. It's like typing my thoughts makes them real, and that's something, for sure.

To start back on a happy note, today was a textbook "Perfect Day". It was a day that the sun was loud and proud, and hot. It had my friends sitting at a table across from me; happy, healthy, and optimistic about their futures and mine. It had cold beer. It had way too many fries, and borderline "danger-zone" ranch dressing. I was completely and utterly full in a time that a lot doesn't seem to feel just that.

This day came at a perfect time in my imperfect life. 

It allowed me to not hear the voices in my head...... Not the schizophrenic type voices... the voice is mine. 

Anyway, it says: 

• what are you doing with your life?
• why did you just spend more money on pants that look painfully like the other pants you have?
• why haven't you gotten your all-season tires off yet?
• why did you wake up 20 minutes before you left for work, leaving you looking like shit?
• why don't you care that you look like shit?
• why haven't you cleaned your room?
• why did you cry just then?
• why are your hormones so off the charts?

You know, the usual stuff.
Nothing debilitating, but definitely discouraging. We tend (me at least, for sure) to have a way of reminding ourselves when things are feeling okay why you maybe shouldn't feel that way. That moment when you feel surprisingly bright and are suddenly shaken by the feeling that you're forgetting about something unpleasant and.........yep, there it is. Well, that's insanely unfair. Because HELL NO is everything ever going to feel totally perfect.

So, I chose to completely dive in to days like today. Have that second beer with your friend because right now is so very right. And forget about those voices in your head, they're kinda creepy anyway.