Being drunk is no fun for an introverted control freak. I talk way more than I want to. I end up feeling very exposed. The next day I always wonder what people thought of what I was saying or if I was insensitive toward someone because I was too busy blabbering the night before to pay attention to how I was affecting people around me. Apparently I also become quite fixated on exactly who the hell Alec Baldwin is. There's ususally a pretty strict filter between my brain and my mouth. It seems that filter is removed when I have a few brewskies. I'm not so sure that is a good thing. I mean, come on, imagine if everyone said everything that popped into their brains. There would be a whole lot of shit out there that would have been better off not said.
So, I will be the designated driver from now on. The designated sober one. The designated person who gets to keep her filter intact.
Or maybe I should just be less of a control freak and stop worrying what people think of me.
So, I will be the designated driver from now on. The designated sober one. The designated person who gets to keep her filter intact.
Or maybe I should just be less of a control freak and stop worrying what people think of me.

3 Comments:
"I think it is Alec Baldwin's job to host Saturday Night Live"
Andie, you make me laugh when inebriated. The lack of a filter is a good look on you.
I agree completely. Plus, it gives Richard something to complain about besides Caribou.
Well, I'm going home for lunch today. I'm off to give Richard something more to complain about...
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