On the rocks

In my quest for adulthood, the path is often littered with large stones that may cause me trip and fall. Alcohol appears to be my Achilles heal, and last night i was in rare form. Although I survived Arizona State, Mardi Gras and Las Vegas X 2, it is my local bar which causes me so much agony. Many adults know exactly how much they are capable of drinking without blacking out. I however missed this lesson, and like to constantly push the envelope. Last night I had five glasses of wine and a shot of whiskey, this is beyond my limit. This morning I am sensitive to light, sound and generally annoyed by anyone who seems to be functioning better than myself. As we get older it is expected that one become a responsible social drinker, but how much is too much and is there such a thing as too little? Yes and Yes. Too much makes you an alcoholic-- although alcoholics are great to have around when you want to have a Thursday night bender, it's kind of depressing to know they drink most nights alone in their bathrooms. Too little drinking(or no drinking at all) is just as bad(hear me out). Drinking can be a very enjoyable social event, and if you don't partake, you are missing out on one of life's greatest pleasures. But seriously, those non-drinkers cause us drinkers to examine ourselves--we don't like to that, so it's best that we just pass judgement on non-drinkers.
I guess this is a confession blog. I should probably not drink so much on a school night, and learn my limit, and not take rides from strangers...just not yet.