When you are a high functioning alcoholic and worst of all can sustain your habit it becomes quite the adventure everytime the opportunity arises. Since becoming an earning member of society the other dilemmas that arise is whether I go out how long may I drink and be asleep & still get to work or either if you can get to work/hustle at all & have a productive one. In some recent past the only problem was where & how can you get the dime to have a full night out to the break of dawn if the pocket & lack of a 'takeaway' ( lets face it, if you get that takeaway on those one off's situation with a vacant crib room , that night cant wait for the morning finding you still struggling to down a bottle or dancing in the club. TakeAway on the go.)
If the finances and crew are in agreement a Thursday all through to the Sunday was a prime night to drink meet up with same old people or the regulars. Hell even Monday reggae night was a reason to drink. Sleep all day or probably a lecture or two during the day. Having to hand in that assignment in time was the most pressing bit & thanx to google & a simple smart phone that can be an hour tops work of research & an above average paper.
Thats a recent past. In the now, the today is benefing from those sleepless nights. ( of course not the sleepless nights of reading but drinking) having had time to siphon out which drink works for your system,which drink makes you spill your guts out unapologetically( zappa all colors). The drink that makes you ALWAYS have a pirate face each time you take a shot 'Aaar Maighty' ( Myers Rum not the best for first impressions esp if the significant other 'most of them takeaway' is a drunkard) that drink or mixology of drinks that make you wake up looking like a homeless hobo without any chance of a quick recovery but takes a full day just to even get out of bed( in my journals that mixing a crate of beer, the myers rum plus the zappa and everything else probably chemical X' used to make the power puff girls. Am not saying am rhino (having no natural predator to hunt them other than humans but I can hold my own whenever wherever. In the before days, I had friends and family to dip my in the fountain immortality ( references to Troy just in the scenerio was ALOT of alcohol). The fountain being a metaphor to alcohol. Most of us survived by the fact our we didn't get emersed completely.
I have fell before but very few times. A concision of drinks. Though its staggering (see what I did there) its staggering how much you get to see when you are the last man standing. When your drunk but not as wasted. When your always the guy seeing guys home safely,taking care of them. How hard is it to buy somebody water yet so easy to jug alcohol down their throat. Your always the guy who has the right story & guys reference you to prove that chic you were dancing was hot or just really expensive make-up. Atleast now with a phone its instant pic and ig. (Follow @Sebvistan).
Its a blessing & curse. Always the last to get to sleep, being responsible for your friends not to funk the car or scent it with their puk. Right here is when I realise alcoblow has just made a designated drivers job much more difficult.
Having to go through all that without a sip makes it more harder. Its all the responsibility without a cushion. It was much more interesting having to regulate with the addition of atleast being able to understand the drunk truthful jibberish of your drunk friends. (Drunk guys always say the truth).
A responsible mature alcoholic doesnt dip his toe in the pool unless absolutely worth it ( hot ...forgive me,absolutely hot chic.) A high functioning alcoholic already knows by the end of the night which friends he should be around with, which drink if working or having a performance of the night he should be on. Its a skills that take time to cultivate & nature. A learning curve of sorts but with drinks very curvy. Sort of like a drunk guy trying to walk a straight line. If you get my drift.
As I cant begin to apologise on how silent I have been but my trip back to the motherland however brief was the one that inspired this post. Some friends that I had the pleasure of sharing a bottle with cc. Wangai & Edd.....yea double D.
This is just how far they would go to chase that high. Mixing vodka with chillies & letting it marinate.
Cheers blogsphere.
