Another pretty quiet weekend for me. What have I become?!
Tonight - cook food, watch tv, play Everybody's Golf World Tour (fancy a game Donny?)
Tomorrow - maybe go and see John Reis' new band The Night Marchers with Winnebago Deal and Gunnbunny, or maybe stay in.
Saturday - family lunch, then maybe a beer or 2.
Sunday - not a lot.
Ive stopped drinking at home mid week, i was thinking thats a slippery slope, my friday night plans have changed, been invited out for dinner and some drinks with a couple of people from work. Should be good
I never drink at home, I think its pointless, you just end up drunk in your house, then go to bed, thats me anyway, even feels weird if people are round to be honest.
I never drink at home, I think its pointless, you just end up drunk in your house, then go to bed, thats me anyway, even feels weird if people are round to be honest.
haha. I like to do it to chill out. its nice to supp some beer while watching tv or if im doing stuff like posters on my computer etc. Problem is i have quite high tolerance so if i have like 8 beers in the fridge they just get downed one after another. So best not to have them there
I also have the 'if it's there I'll drink it' problem. Sometimes a glass (or bottle) of red. Sometime a few ales or lagers. Or even a nice bottle of vintage cider.
I enjoy the odd glass of red, or a gin and tonic, in the comfort of my home, but that's it.
I used to do that every Friday and Sunday night but I have stopped. I was just numbing my craving for ROCK. When I stopped, Trebuchet started. Not sure if that is a good thing or a bad thing. My father (The Viscount) told me that ROCK is vital.
I just end up sitting there alone in a drunken haze and its just depressing, I love beer, don't get me wrong, I just like to go out and do stuff at the same time.
I recently read an article in a science magazine about links between heavy drinking in young women and the development of allergies. I then considered the number of allergies I have developed in recent years.
Honestly, it has freaked me out quite a lot. I have been a consistent drinker since the age of around 13/14 and now, it seems, I may be experiencing some very real medical implications.
So I'm cutting down and trying to binge a lot less. I am not ever going to stop, but I'm thinking maybe it's time to just get nicely drunk on 5 pints once a week, rather than a bottle of wine, 6 pints and 5 gin and lemonades twice a week.
WHAT HAVE I BECOME?
Today I am having a pyjama day as I was up all night coughing and feel rough.
This weekend I will be entertaining Ferdousur and trying to convince him that Sheffield is not rubbish. Chinese fondue and comics will be involved.