I decided that, after getting a good buzz going, to take to writing a blog post (rather than drunk texting I guess). I had no real idea about what I wanted to actually write about, but at the time I really didn't care.
I'm really glad I did…though the revising of typos after was a bit of a task…
2 drinks in:
So, I'm here, writing this post, rather than actually being out doing anything. Man, for a Friday night, I really have a life. *sips last bit of wine from glass*
Why do people knock boxed wine? This individual box tells me how many glasses are in the little box. It's like a dollar per glass like this, and I actually know! Nothing wrong with that! Just means I can buy more…I should buy more…
3 drinks in:
I'm hungry…but that involves movement, why…I should stand up…and now everything is spinning, maybe that was a bad idea…nah, it's fun, and food is worth it.
Grilled cheese sounds amazing right now…oh wait, I have leftover pizza, definitely leftover pizza.
*Insert first snack here*
Why does food taste so much better when you're drunk? Two pieces of pizza microwaved on top of each other is the bed grilled cheese EVER. (Post edit: It was only okay – the grease on the counter the day after was kind of gross though.)
4 drinks in:
My bed is swallowing me up. *giggles* This body pillow is the softest thing I've ever ended up cuddling. This is amazing.
What am I even watching? Have I seen this episode before? I think so…or was that just from restarting it ten minutes ago? I should restart it again since I wasn't really watching.
*Insert second snack and water here*
Cookies dipped in ice cream is kind of the perfect chips and dip combo. Why don't we have this at parties instead of chips and dip?
I should go back to my fluffy pillow…a pillow that is fluffy is a puffy! A puffy! That's where the word comes from! (Post edit: No drunk me, no it is not.)
