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I don't need to drink, I stumble and sway enough as is!
Oh my goods and services!
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We got PlayStation plus and then let Crookshanks download Fortnite.
Now she to can know the frustration of pvp.
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I don’t drink really. I have much the same trouble as drejk with the why are you making yourself motion sick on purpose problem. I used to enjoy an occasional glass of wine or cider, but aside from a small glass at Christmas to make my sister in law happy I don’t anymore because it makes my blood sugar too high. I’ve never really been one to notice peer pressure let alone be swayed by it so I’ve probably offended a few people along the way due to sheer social obliviousness about the whole drinking culture. But if I don’t want to then you may as well argue with the wall as argue with me. :P
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"No, thank you! I'm full!"
"Oh, I'm sure you can find room for just one more piece! It's delicious!"
My mom does that to me and it screws up my diet plans >.<
About drinking, well I'm always happy to drink if the alcohol's free =)
I am NOT an alcoholic, I spend most of my time without drinks since Singapore has really high alcohol tax.
Also, even I drink, I won't drink to the point I lose control of myself, and if I hit my limits I will tell my hosts, politely so.
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We told Hi that since we don't drink much, we don't know the bar scene in Singapore. But I told him if he wanted to crash bars, I could pull up some of my local connections. He said that nah, its fine.
Our entire time with him was totally alcohol free.
I mean I don't know much about drinking, but if people want to drink, I don't see an issue with that. The only issue is I don't know how to deal with drunk people, since I'm a little small to go hauling people's @rses around.
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I mean I don't know much about drinking, but if people want to drink, I don't see an issue with that.
The problem, at least in parts of the US and with certain groups, is the opposite of this.
There is an expectation by some people that if some people are drinking, everyone MUST drink. And if you refuse to drink - regardless of your reasons, with the occasional exception of being a recovering alcoholic, that and "I'm the designated driver" are the only answers I've seen consistently get people to back off - you are very, very, VERY roughly pressured to do so anyway.
And I do mean, regardless of your reasons. If you have a moral reason for not drinking, the response is usually "One drink won't hurt you, you need to loosen up!". Medical reasons are usually met with the same, again unless it's dealing with an addiction. Personal dislike is met with "You just need to find the kind of alcohol you like!". Etc. etc. etc.
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We told Hi that since we don't drink much, we don't know the bar scene in Singapore. But I told him if he wanted to crash bars, I could pull up some of my local connections. He said that nah, its fine.
Our entire time with him was totally alcohol free.
I mean I don't know much about drinking, but if people want to drink, I don't see an issue with that. The only issue is I don't know how to deal with drunk people, since I'm a little small to go hauling people's @rses around.
Hi is hilarious.
He rarely drinks, and when he does, it's usually only just enough to get a light buzz.
But when we used to do Forbidden Island (a tiki bar), I (the alcoholic who wouldn't drink in public) would be the designated driver and stay sober, while Shiro and Hi would get anywhere from tipsy to roaring drunk.
Then the two of them (6'3" and 6'4", respectively) would get on either side of me, lean on my 5'6" frame, and stagger the 2 miles to Tucker's Ice Cream.
By the time we'd walked there and back and driven back to my place, they were finally sober enough to drive.
And in, "Facts you didn't need to know about NobodysHome", I was raised by backpackers for whom dehydration was a real and lethal threat. So for as long as I remember, I was told, "If you're not peeing every hour, you're not drinking enough."
I spend eternity overhydrated. I have never had bladder problems nor a hangover. Go figure.
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I mean I don't know much about drinking, but if people want to drink, I don't see an issue with that.The problem, at least in parts of the US and with certain groups, is the opposite of this.
There is an expectation by some people that if some people are drinking, everyone MUST drink. And if you refuse to drink - regardless of your reasons, with the occasional exception of being a recovering alcoholic, that and "I'm the designated driver" are the only answers I've seen consistently get people to back off - you are very, very, VERY roughly pressured to do so anyway.
And I do mean, regardless of your reasons. If you have a moral reason for not drinking, the response is usually "One drink won't hurt you, you need to loosen up!". Medical reasons are usually met with the same, again unless it's dealing with an addiction. Personal dislike is met with "You just need to find the kind of alcohol you like!". Etc. etc. etc.
This is really a beautiful summary of U.S. drinking culture.
Poor Lara Croft Guy is a "super taster"; his taste buds are hyper-sensitive, and he has trouble finding foods that are bland enough that he can eat them. Anything with alcohol in it tastes like solvent to him.
Yet he is constantly pressured to drink at social gatherings (work parties, etc.), because, "I can't tolerate the taste," isn't considered a "valid" excuse.
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I'd be happy to have a drink to make people happy. I know the alcohol content of stuff, so I shouldn't screw myself over.
Which if you want to, that's great.
But for those of us who don't (and even worse, those of us who CAN'T), this is a constant battle with the "perceived social norm" of our culture that has us banging our heads on the walls.
And that's what it comes down to. All we want is the ability to say No to something we don't want to do. Society refuses to give it to you unless you are:
A. The ONE person in your group who is going to be driving a vehicle for the rest of the group
or
B. Someone who has had such a severe problem drinking in the past that you must never do so again to avoid relapsing into addiction.
Anything else is not considered a good enough excuse.
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I'd be happy to have a drink to make people happy. I know the alcohol content of stuff, so I shouldn't screw myself over.Which if you want to, that's great.
But for those of us who don't (and even worse, those of us who CAN'T), this is a constant battle with the "perceived social norm" of our culture that has us banging our heads on the walls.
And that's what it comes down to. All we want is the ability to say No to something we don't want to do. Society refuses to give it to you unless you are:
A. The ONE person in your group who is going to be driving a vehicle for the rest of the group
or
B. Someone who has had such a severe problem drinking in the past that you must never do so again to avoid relapsing into addiction.
Anything else is not considered a good enough excuse.
I shouldn't be obligated to do something I really, really don't want to do to maintain someone else's "good time." Why is their enjoyment more important than mine? I don't care if it makes them happy - I'm not going to be, and if I'm not having fun, why did I even bother going out?
I'm not going to stop someone who wants a drink from having one. But I don't feel the need to ruin my evening by losing control over myself to salve their feels.
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I'm actually quite resistant to peer pressure, if someone tells me I absolutely have to have a drink I won't do it.
Thankfully, Crookshanks is the same way.
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Considering last time I tried to go dry I made it 289 days before trying "just a little" just to be polite and falling off the wagon for another entire year as a result, I'm at the point in my life where I'll walk out of a place and be considered a rude a$$hat rather than make any attempt to be "polite".Respect my life choices, thanks.
You're at 315 today, yes?
And 50 days from your first anniversary?Or did I miscalculate?
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Tiny T-Rex is doing this new thing where he casually asks us or his grandparents for a cup of coffee when any of them stop by.
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I have 1-3 glasses of scotch or bourbon per week. At no time and under no circumstances do I expect anyone to join me. If I offer you a glass of my whisky, it's simply because I'm trying to be polite.
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Considering last time I tried to go dry I made it 289 days before trying "just a little" just to be polite and falling off the wagon for another entire year as a result, I'm at the point in my life where I'll walk out of a place and be considered a rude a$$hat rather than make any attempt to be "polite".Respect my life choices, thanks.
You're at 315 today, yes?
And 50 days from your first anniversary?
Or did I miscalculate?
Wow! I am impressed! You may be the only person on the planet other than me who's keeping track!
I think you know my birthday better than my kids do! :-P
(And yes, you're correct on all counts.)
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And speaking of excellent life choices, I went by the school today to drop off a couple of ice chests from the trip.
High School Girl #1: Oh my god! It's Chaperone Joe! Hi, Chaperone Joe!
NobodysHome: Hello!
I chatted with the choir director for half an hour (we get along well for some reason), then headed out.
High School Girl #2: Hi, Chaperone Joe! Are you coming to see our performance tonight?
NH: Sorry! I can't make it tonight! I've got to do receipts from this week's trip.
HSG #2:
I am becoming legend at the schools. I love my new sweatshirt! :-P
EDIT: On the other hand, I was doing "Sweep Duty" at Great America (wait on a bench in the park until the buses are loaded, just in case any kids are missing) and a woman sat down next to me and started hitting on me fairly hard, so it may just be that the sweatshirt is irresistible to women...
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Happy bdae NH!
LOL! Thanks, but you're 50 days early! Or 315 days late! Take your pick! (315 days late on my 50th, 50 days early on my 51st)
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Whisky isn't my thing anyway. Sweet stuff please. Sake isn't too bad too.
I went through a brief period of experimenting with drink, and the only stuff I liked were sweet mixed drinks.
I thought "Why am I spending $7 on mixed drinks when I could be drinking something that tastes better for $2?" I never even drank enough to get buzzed, and occasionally I've wondered if drinking more would help me be more social when I want to be, but I have medical reasons not to drink and after that brief period I never touched alcohol again.
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Considering last time I tried to go dry I made it 289 days before trying "just a little" just to be polite and falling off the wagon for another entire year as a result, I'm at the point in my life where I'll walk out of a place and be considered a rude a$$hat rather than make any attempt to be "polite".Respect my life choices, thanks.
You're at 315 today, yes?
And 50 days from your first anniversary?
Or did I miscalculate?Wow! I am impressed! You may be the only person on the planet other than me who's keeping track!
I think you know my birthday better than my kids do! :-P
(And yes, you're correct on all counts.)
Can't entirely take credit; I know your birthday and your sobriety day are the same, and I know it's shortly after Hermione's, but I have to look at Whingey Wizzard's Slightly Autistic Online Calendar of Random Birthdates and Anniversaries to know exactly when. (Seriously; he's got you and GothBard on there, and the Faux Russian, but also random friends he hasn't seen in a dozen years or more, as well as the birthdays and the anniversaries of the deaths of random Texas family members.
I never *have* to remember because I know I can always look it up.And then I count.
But, yes, I've been keeping track of how many days every few weeks, because that first anniversary feels like a big deal to me.
And even though you made fun of the notion the last time I brought it up, I feel like it's worthy of celebrating... maybe since we're both ridiculously early morning people, I can take you for a ridiculously early breakfast the day after?
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So I'm home again after bouncing up to Oregon and back this weekend.
I cleaned the pool, I cleaned the backyard (i.e. removing all of the yard debris that had fallen on the concrete patio around the pool so that it wouldn't end up *in* the pool), and laid waste to the jungle that was the front garden.
My mother loves the *idea* of having a front garden. Unfortunately, she lives in an area with three seasons: (a) raining constantly, (b) perfect horseback riding weather, and (c) over 100 degrees every day. So the only time she has that is conducive to gardening is also the best time for riding.
So the gorgeous-but-evil tree in the front had, over the years, deposited a 4" thick carpet of dead needles on half the yard. Which the weeds were taking up root in, rather than in the soil beneath. Which was actually rather convenient, because in some places, with a little work, I could simply roll it up like a rather foul and bug-ridden area rug.
The other half of the yard, where the tree couldn't reach, she'd covered in flower bulbs and ornamental shrubs, but the shrubs were overgrown and interfering with the public sidewalk (the neighbors had complained to the City. Twice this year alone.) and the weeds were two feet high and I had to get them out without pulling up the flowers.
All in all, I loaded twenty Hefty lawn bags, two roughneck bins, and one jumbo-size greenwaste bin, and hauled as much of it as I could to the county dump (they turn the greenwaste into compost and sell it back to people by the cubic yard, but at least they didn't charge me to dump it).
It was not a good weekend for my allergies, but at least I finally got to see my baby niece, and I got a weekend of my sister's cooking.
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NH, did you use your real name?
LOL! I'm sure I have at some point used my real name as a fake name on these boards. I'm sure I've used fake names that aren't my real name. And I'm sure that clears it up 100%!
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Can't entirely take credit; I know your birthday and your sobriety day are the same, and I know it's shortly after Hermione's, but I have to look at Whingey Wizzard's Slightly Autistic Online Calendar of Random Birthdates and Anniversaries to know exactly when. (Seriously; he's got you and GothBard on there, and the Faux Russian, but also random friends he hasn't seen in a dozen years or more, as well as the birthdays and the anniversaries of the deaths of random Texas family members.
I never *have* to remember because I know I can always look it up.
And then I count.But, yes, I've been keeping track of how many days every few weeks, because that first anniversary feels like a big deal to me.
And even though you made fun of the notion the last time I brought it up, I feel like it's worthy of celebrating... maybe since we're both ridiculously early morning people, I can take you for a ridiculously early breakfast the day after?
LOL! That sounds SO like him! Breakfast sounds great, but it'll have to be a weekend; I work 6:30 - 4, and no decent breakfast places are open on weekdays before (or after) that...