TKOG Who tipples while the sun, she’s a-shinin’

NTKOG #147: The kind of diehard boozehound who chugs her first glass (or, uh, bottle) while normal people are going about their mid-day lives.

I am: usually pretty moderate in my boozin’.

I am not: perfect. Sometimes it’s not even worth pretending I am.

The Scene: My local independent wine and spirits emporium. A conversation at 2pm:

TKOG: I’m looking for a bottle. Pretty mellow, but decidedly yummy.
Purveyor Of Spirits:  Sure. What’s the occasion?
TKOG: I’m going to go home and drink it in my bathtub alone.
POS: Had one of those days?
TKOG: I’ve had about six of ‘em.

He suggested a jaunty bottle of red; went home and refrigerated it while my bathtub ran, then set up my computer to blast music while I enjoyed liquid in all of its forms. Moments before I submerged in the tub, poured about a quarter of the bottle, took a moment to set my music, then — CRRRRACK. Shattered the glass, and its contents seeped out like a bloodstain on my white tiled floor.

Seven of ‘em, sir.

Repoured a glass (fortunately, my computer was spared in the carnage) and enjoyed a full bottle, paired with a session of scream-singing The Mountain Goats in a warm bath. Although, to be honest, the contents of those hours are now drained from my mind.

Afterwards, semi toweled off, venturing downstairs in my pajamas to buy a Red Bull from the corner store. I was afraid when I opened my door I’d see a neighbor there and be forced to account for the cacophony blaring from my little shoebox.

“Look,” I’d say, meeting their scornful eyes. “I get sad sometimes. Everyone gets sad. It’s permissible.”

But of course no one was there. Went downstairs, alone; came back to finish the dregs.

The Verdict: I wish I never felt like this. But what good is wishing, huh?

Tagged as: alcoholism, alone, booze, cannot be held responsible for what i listened to or (yikes!) watched during this booze-soaked afternoon, drinking, i swear i never drink alone but sometimes it feels good, totally did this before a pubcrawl -- GOOD LIFE DECISIONS!, yeah i'm still drunk when i hit 'schedule post', you've had one of these days too.