Yes, some of you saw "The Legend of Bagger Vance". Some of you may even remember this scene: My mastiff-lab mix Tonka (see my avatar) was hit by some fucking cocksucker and left in the road. I've had an awful lot of rum tonight. Enough that I should probably be passed out on the floor. And it hasn't stopped me from basically being in tears for the past 5 hours. So, my question to you is: FOCUS: How drunk is "drunk enough"?
When THIS fucking song starts making sense. Spoiler Seriously? Hinder? When that happened I almost punched myself. I'm not entirely joking though. For me, Drunk Enough is when I get to the point I realize it's time to put the bottle down, stop feeling sorry for myself, and move on with life. Sometimes that takes all of a few hours. Sometimes that takes a few months. Once it took a couple buddies to remind me one morning that I don't have to drink an entire bottle of Jameson in one night, that I shouldn't be ALBE to do that and still function, and since that in itself is pretty fucked up, I need to man-the-fuck-up and pull my shit together. They were right. The bottle is only a very short term fix, mostly to allow you to get your emotions out and feel sad for a while. Enough is when you're ready to put your Big Kid pants back on and start livin' again. L-I-V-I-N
It used to be so if I puked, I'd still be able to rally for a little while after that. Now, "enough" happens when I drink the perfect amount of beer and bourbon so I can last forever in bed and still be able to cum at the end. As for you, my friend, I'm so sorry that you lost your buddy in such a shitty way. I hope they catch the asshole. But don't go searching for "enough to numb"--you won't find it and you'll only feel worse.
This^. I'm not good at crying and getting my emotions out so I'll use this crutch to get that out, then I usually blow right past that and knock myself out for good measure. I know I did when my dog died (sorry for your loss, that shit hurts). I've found the sooner I can get it out and then take that pain, anger, rage, whatever I'm feeling and turn it into motivation to hit the gym or do anything productive, the faster I can get through it while still going through it. If I just block it out and go it'll come back later and cause all kind of issues.
In public: buzzed but in control. One or two drinks an hour. At home: when the booze is gone or I pass out. Yay alcoholism.
I guess it depends on why you're drinking . . . If you're at a party, drunk enough is when what you say is funny to everyone - too drunk is when it's only funny to you. If you're at a bar, drunk enough is when you get up to do karaoke and people applaud your efforts - too drunk is when the lead singer tells you "it's not karaoke night, dumbass." If you're trying to hook up, drunk enough is what you say is clever - too drunk is when what you say is harassment. If you're with a lady drunk enough is when you go to bed at 2 with a 10 - too drunk is when you wake up at 10 with a 2. (- Willie Nelson) And, when you're headed home, drunk enough is when you know you need to call a cab - too drunk is when you use the phrase "that badge looks stupid."
When this: Starts to look like this: <a class="postlink" href="http://babesmedia.entertainment.ign.com/babes/image/article/786/786889/babe-of-the-day-gabrielle-tuite-20070509035816134-000.jpg" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://babesmedia.entertainment.ign.com ... 34-000.jpg</a> Then you're drunk enough. Or maybe it's too much depends on how much you want to hate yourself the next day.
When your field of vision starts to look like a TV with bad antennae reception, that's when you know.
When I wake up on my couch and my dick is sore, there's dried tears on my face, and The DVD menu for Pee Wees Big Adventure is on loop.
Post college: Not drunk enough is when I'm the DD and we get to where everyone is crashing and people pass out instead of drinking. Drunk enough is when I wake up in my bed with the sheets and blankets perfectly wrapped around me with a glass of water next to the bed. Too drunk is when I wake up on the couch. In college: Not drunk enough is when I wake up in my bed with the sheets and blankets perfectly wrapped around me with a glass of water next to the bed. Drunk enough is when I wake up on the floor, fully clothed, possibly still with my backpack and shoes on. Too drunk is when I wake up, have no idea where the fuck I am and am covered in a warm liquid... that you know, someone must have spilled on me.
In public: When I can't remember the last time I casually touched my penis, or when I can't remember the last tip I left for the bartender/waitress. Also, when I glance at my watch or phone twice in the same minute because I forgot what I just saw. If I have to re-read a text, it's over. Alternatively, when I can't pronounce words like "succession" without the word "sex" creeping in there somehow. When I'm "In it to win it": When peeing feels waaaayyyyy too good, maaan. When I start to think things like, "I seriously don't remember the last time I had Jagermeister. It sounds delightful right about now.". When I no longer care if I go home with money.
It's just not fun when the room is spinning. Of course, usually when that kicks in I've just downed a double. Realizing you've had too much, just after you've finished your drink, knowing it's yet to hit your system... not the best feeling.
Too drunk: when I celebrate the absolute last of midterms/midterm practicals with a night out watching "Magic Mike" with friends. New low. Not so magical.