Frarkin frogohs frapulisim wste doior

Not a drunk post, so for those who feel commentary isn't appropriate, there's nothing to see here!

Spoiler:

I never want to post much when I'm destroyed. Probably that's because I haven't been getting super drunk for a while now, or at least not alone, and it's only when I'm alone that I want to post anything really (or at work). That's definitely a good thing.

DeThroned wrote:
Ranger Rick wrote:

Oh god I’m gonna tegtefyd thund tonmoerie But not yyinighy

Oh God I'm gonna regret this tomorrow but not tonight?

Narrator: he did.

Ranger Rick wrote:

I’m on JoCo cruise and I’m so drunk I can’t feel my face and autocorrect is the only reaso v you can r as any of this nut I’m on Master heritage number 5 and I am ducking drunk and I am in the Mexican tivi ta and this fucingvama I’ve anr I’ve jac too much tequila and hatestef

= I’m on JoCo Cruise and I’m so drunk I can’t feel my face and autocorrect is the only reason you can read any of this now. I’m on margarita number 5 and I am f*cking drunk and I am in the Mexican Riviera and this [no idea] and I’ve had too much tequila and [huh?]

Fucingvama...no idea. But apparently you hate someone named Stef.

In fairness, Stef is a dick name. I haven't even met him and I also hate Stef.

I'm not really completley farked but am not sure where else to put this.
Anyone here fans of Amaros?

Montenegro and Don Ferne are both utterly spectacular. Flavor profiles like nothing else out there.

Ranger Rick wrote:
Ranger Rick wrote:

I’m on JoCo cruise and I’m so drunk I can’t feel my face and autocorrect is the only reaso v you can r as any of this nut I’m on Master heritage number 5 and I am ducking drunk and I am in the Mexican tivi ta and this fucingvama I’ve anr I’ve jac too much tequila and hatestef

= I’m on JoCo Cruise and I’m so drunk I can’t feel my face and autocorrect is the only reason you can read any of this now. I’m on margarita number 5 and I am f*cking drunk and I am in the Mexican Riviera and this [no idea] and I’ve had too much tequila and [huh?]

I love JoCo! I hope it was as fun as it sounds.

Mixolyde wrote:

I love JoCo! I hope it was as fun as it sounds.

Not even joking, it is more fun than you imagine. Next year They Might Be Giants is headlining, which I am super looking forward to.

Is there anyone else that just loves to sit and listen to music when they're intoxicated? Like, I know it's one of those weed things, at least I'm asuming it is otherwise how does Grateful Dead have any fans, but I dn't think I know anyone else that, when they're drunk, can just lay there and listen to music.

Music is amazing.

My friend joked about me very visibly getting into my music while we were at gthe gym and he was cardioing it up and I was doing muscle stuff on the weight machines. It confuses me how almost everyone else with headphones just looks so bored or resting jerk face, though. Like (ugh why'd I start the sentence with "like") if you like music shouldn't you be feelin' it more than that? Especially with all them endorphins and dopamine hits of exercise.

I dunno. I just love music. Booze + music = a good night for me.

Is this the drunk thread? I'm only a few drinks in so I'm not like, hammered, but it's nice to have a thread like this.

BuzzW wrote:

Is this the drunk thread? I'm only a few drinks in so I'm not like, hammered, but it's nice to have a thread like this.

Yes. Yes it is.

So whenever I get drunk I find myself doin' the Heavy Metal Shuffle and in addition to craving not-so Silent Company to converse with I just have the incredible urge to blast the Mystic Symphonies at max volume. Nothin's gonna stand in my way of celebrating my love of melodic metal, and I'd argue that nothing should stand in the way of Whatever Makes You Feel Superior. Well, as long as you refrain from things like telling Velvet Lies, and Indiscriminate Murder is most certainly Counter-Productive. I'd much rather lay down in the grass taking in the Wonder of it All with me, myself, and I, I, I. Oh, and my Blood Brothers. Some days I look into the Mirror, Mirror on the wall and try to count the Small Dark Lines of regret permanently etched into my flesh, pondering how many Wasted Days I've spent chasing Imaginations From the Other Side. I've always been the loser in this Storytime written for Dear Mr. Devil.

Whatever! Clear the way for my "hard rock" and insufficient frarkin of frogohs, for Tonight We Ride. Having set the Universe On Fire, This Conversation is Over and I shall lay my head to rest by the light of the Fullmoon.


For a less silly drunken project that probably belongs in the depression thread, click the spoiler tag!

Spoiler:

I feel incredibly isolated. After going to Church more regularly for a few months and deciding to actively take steps in improving myself, I've gradually felt myself unable to ...rely on others? I don't want to say relate or connect, as that implies that I am unable to understand others. Also: crap, I just corrected a typo and am supposed to not do that.

I almost got into a bad debate after confessing I'm trying tnot to cuss anymore to my non-Christian friends. That's meant to be singular, not plural. The other two didn't care and thought I was being silly. The one seemed to take it personally, as if I was somehow inevitably judging others by the standards I am placing upon myself. In addition to wanting to adjust my diet and resist food that's awful for me, I'm trying to refrain from foul language, and... according to preview nested spoiler tags don't work, so let's just summarize by saying I'm making another sacrifice that increases the loneliness quite a bit if that makes any sense at all.

I'm 32. I've been single 12 years and my lone relationship wasn't even a month and I did everything wrong I possibly could have done in that span of time. I'm now struggling through a religious decision to change my life and behavior and there's so much I'm struggling with that I need someone to discuss with it all.

But I got no one. I've stepped further away from Slack and only occasionally drop into Discord because the Internet is an awful place to try and fulfill a social need. It, too, can become an affwful addiction and the opinions of complete strangers can become an all too powerful influence on one's self-esteem or self-image. Who gives a crap who thinks I'm some alt-Right womanizing GamerGater. I know who I am, and I know what's going on in my mind when I analyze and absordb media of any kind. I know how I respond to my Fox News watching family and I know what makes my eye rolls around the most bleeding heart of liberals. Who cares where on the political spectrum I stand but myself, and my standing on the political spectrum is far less important than where i stand before God.

But that's part of the problem. Who do I have to discuss these struggles? Family doesn't understand. My friends are either unable to comprehend the more sophisticated questions and contemplations I have or are bound to be too insecure in their own goodness and morality that they'll be too afraid of my own judgment of their actions. I love my Church, but everyone there is either my parent's age., in their forties, or in high school.

I broguht up the idea in #ChristianGrumbles on the GWJ Slack some while ago about an online Bible Study, and everyone effectively said they were too busy. of course they are! They're all married and have kids! I'm the only pathetic jerk that's living alone in his parents' home!

MeetUp is full of people my parents' age!

Online dating apps are total crap!

The more I spend time in white middle class suburbia the more I thate these people!

Why do I sit here writing depressed LiveJournal trash rather than amusing Kexx-style typos? Because I'm f*cking lonely (crap I dropped an F-Bomb, there's a failure) (again) (like my entire life) and I need to get this crap out but who do I have to confide in?

A bunch of strangers whose opinions and judgments I'm frightened to death of.

If there are multiple timelines and universes I hope I'm truly on the worst one and all the other me's are experiencing much better lives built off of much smarter decisions.

Not that I believe any of that stuff. It's just nice to think there was a possibility somehow that I wasn't going to be stupid enough to make the insane number of mistakes I've made in my life.

.......yaaaaay frakrring frogohs shalalm baskur ya filthy animals.

Shalalm Baskur to the open and the hidden, ccesarano.

ccesarano wrote:

So whenever I get drunk I find myself doin' the Heavy Metal Shuffle and in addition to craving not-so Silent Company to converse with I just have the incredible urge to blast the Mystic Symphonies at max volume. Nothin's gonna stand in my way of celebrating my love of melodic metal, and I'd argue that nothing should stand in the way of Whatever Makes You Feel Superior. Well, as long as you refrain from things like telling Velvet Lies, and Indiscriminate Murder is most certainly Counter-Productive. I'd much rather lay down in the grass taking in the Wonder of it All with me, myself, and I, I, I. Oh, and my Blood Brothers. Some days I look into the Mirror, Mirror on the wall and try to count the Small Dark Lines of regret permanently etched into my flesh, pondering how many Wasted Days I've spent chasing Imaginations From the Other Side. I've always been the loser in this Storytime written for Dear Mr. Devil.

Whatever! Clear the way for my "hard rock" and insufficient frarkin of frogohs, for Tonight We Ride. Having set the Universe On Fire, This Conversation is Over and I shall lay my head to rest by the light of the Fullmoon.


For a less silly drunken project that probably belongs in the depression thread, click the spoiler tag!

Spoiler:

I feel incredibly isolated. After going to Church more regularly for a few months and deciding to actively take steps in improving myself, I've gradually felt myself unable to ...rely on others? I don't want to say relate or connect, as that implies that I am unable to understand others. Also: crap, I just corrected a typo and am supposed to not do that.

I almost got into a bad debate after confessing I'm trying tnot to cuss anymore to my non-Christian friends. That's meant to be singular, not plural. The other two didn't care and thought I was being silly. The one seemed to take it personally, as if I was somehow inevitably judging others by the standards I am placing upon myself. In addition to wanting to adjust my diet and resist food that's awful for me, I'm trying to refrain from foul language, and... according to preview nested spoiler tags don't work, so let's just summarize by saying I'm making another sacrifice that increases the loneliness quite a bit if that makes any sense at all.

I'm 32. I've been single 12 years and my lone relationship wasn't even a month and I did everything wrong I possibly could have done in that span of time. I'm now struggling through a religious decision to change my life and behavior and there's so much I'm struggling with that I need someone to discuss with it all.

But I got no one. I've stepped further away from Slack and only occasionally drop into Discord because the Internet is an awful place to try and fulfill a social need. It, too, can become an affwful addiction and the opinions of complete strangers can become an all too powerful influence on one's self-esteem or self-image. Who gives a crap who thinks I'm some alt-Right womanizing GamerGater. I know who I am, and I know what's going on in my mind when I analyze and absordb media of any kind. I know how I respond to my Fox News watching family and I know what makes my eye rolls around the most bleeding heart of liberals. Who cares where on the political spectrum I stand but myself, and my standing on the political spectrum is far less important than where i stand before God.

But that's part of the problem. Who do I have to discuss these struggles? Family doesn't understand. My friends are either unable to comprehend the more sophisticated questions and contemplations I have or are bound to be too insecure in their own goodness and morality that they'll be too afraid of my own judgment of their actions. I love my Church, but everyone there is either my parent's age., in their forties, or in high school.

I broguht up the idea in #ChristianGrumbles on the GWJ Slack some while ago about an online Bible Study, and everyone effectively said they were too busy. of course they are! They're all married and have kids! I'm the only pathetic jerk that's living alone in his parents' home!

MeetUp is full of people my parents' age!

Online dating apps are total crap!

The more I spend time in white middle class suburbia the more I thate these people!

Why do I sit here writing depressed LiveJournal trash rather than amusing Kexx-style typos? Because I'm f*cking lonely (crap I dropped an F-Bomb, there's a failure) (again) (like my entire life) and I need to get this crap out but who do I have to confide in?

A bunch of strangers whose opinions and judgments I'm frightened to death of.

If there are multiple timelines and universes I hope I'm truly on the worst one and all the other me's are experiencing much better lives built off of much smarter decisions.

Not that I believe any of that stuff. It's just nice to think there was a possibility somehow that I wasn't going to be stupid enough to make the insane number of mistakes I've made in my life.

.......yaaaaay frakrring frogohs shalalm baskur ya filthy animals.

Just gonna spoiler this cause you did

Spoiler:

Really glad to hear you're actively taking steps to better your life.

As far as being lonely and whatnot, I hear ya. Been there. It takes time, but you'll be less lonely once you start feeling healthier and whatnot. Gotta feel right in your own skin first.

There are three basic things that helped me:

1. Quit drinking. I never realized how much drinking influenced my thinking and feeling in general. The stuff was, literally, poisoning me. (As an aside, I find it curious you're cutting back on cussing but not drinking.)

2. Medication. Not saying you need to be on an antidepressant or whatnot but I desperately needed to because my anxiety issues had gone on so long that the mental side was in good shape, but physically my brain/body was still overreacting to things and the medication helped immensely with that side of things.

3. Counseling. I have a degree in psychology and have a couple semesters of Masters work under my belt and I still struggled to see a therapist when I needed to. It's always "costs too much" (very true depending on your insurance" or "not enough time" or other excuses. Counseling carries a pretty big stigma for a lot of people, especially older generations. I don't know what your stance is, but I seriously believe that everyone can benefit from counseling. Therapists/counselors/social workers/etc. are trained in helping us see things we can't see for ourselves. They're trained to help us make the best choices for ourselves. Seeing a therapist isn't a sign of weakness, it's quite possibly the smartest choice we can make. Therapy has saved me from myself more times than I can count by giving me some basic tools to help me combat my tendencies to talk down to myself, doubt myself, etc. I come from a fairly religious family and while their first thought is to "get more involved at church" or "talk to the pastor", it was also through the church that I went to my first therapist who was AMAZING. Nothing about the therapy was religious, though I'm sure you can find those who would pray with/over you if you want that. I didn't as part of my problems were resetting the dogma I had instilled in me from religion.

Okay I'm rambling and haven't had any alcohol in longer than I can remember. Sorry for breaking the rules of this thread!! My point is that I'm super incredibly duper glad you're taking steps to try and feel better overall and be healthier. Those are incredibly mature and tough things to do. So many people keep muddling along without much regard, for better or worse.

As an aside, I have a stable job and a family, but I frequently feel like I'm still failing at life. There are so many choices I could have made before that would've put me in a better place than I am, but it wasn't for me to learn things the easy way, I had to choose the toughest path. So, here I am, walking that tough path and hoping to pass onto my kids to make better choices than I did. Even in the good place I am atm, I still beat myself up for where I am. So, even if I were to be living with my parents (think of all the money I'd be saving, omg, maybe I should be living with them!), I'd probably be beating myself up just as much as I am now. Just seems to be my MO, as it seems to be yours. Hence my 1, 2, 3 list.

Wow it took me a while too find this thread. My wiif bought this lime verbena lime soap from out mexico vacati n and it reminded me of tequila from so i’ve been made margaritas because i might be getting fired and will hav eat sue them. Not looking forward to that. Shalam basku everbod6!!!!

Shalalm Baskur!

YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Ahem.

I've had some drinks

Wine. Half a botte

Now I've spiked m cofee with whiskey.

I acn stil find the thread bceause its early. hoping wife will jjoin me after kids go to bad and we can shalam the BALLSkurs i o know what wa I mean'

I WISH i had time to be community gamer . I am often down that I Can't keep up with all the multiplayer, can't join in the evenings and clubs it FEELS like everyone else has.

I have to fucls focus on the good I do have. It's not everything but like my buddy says most of us are 80 20 in relationhips. we have 0 percent of what we want, but woooooooooooooooah does that 20 percent feel alluring.8f

I have had. A few. Happy to say I hope you find your stairway to heaven tonight

Alllthwt glitters is gooks God gold

And as we wind on down the road!

Thank you for making it zoso tonight.

Zoso1701 wrote:

Alllthwt glitters is gooks God gold

I approve this message.

Ryan I need to figure out a time to come visit agaiiiiiiiin aaaaargh

I drink but never think about buzzed posting. I am usually either gaming or pestering the bride for my due. I'll have to make time for a post so i can join the club.

Ooh, appointment drinking! You should plan out ahead of time and do a Shalalm Baskur AMA. "I'm drunk, ask me anything!"

Bourbon is myFriend bb. You are my friends vb. Yay Derby

STELE YOU GOT HERE BEFORE ME. Hi
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kove to all. i bought destiny woo

I'm always amazed people find this specific thread while drunk. You'd think at least some of them would be too hammered to find it and just post in a random one.

bnpederson wrote:

I'm always amazed people find this specific thread while drunk. You'd think at least some of them would be too hammered to find it and just post in a random one.

All the shalalm baskur together. It is fate.

I should really have been posting here last night instead of arguing in another thread.