I’m Like A Chocoholic But For Booze

(Credit for the post title: The Onion Store. I am nothing if not unoriginal.)

Last Friday night was not the best night to guzzle alcohol.

That’s not to say it was bad, it was a very fun night. But the alcohol goddess was vengeful that night and I was all too easy seduced by her siren call. The frustrating part is that I obeyed the rules! I had a decent-sized dinner and I stuck to only one type of drink.

But like Diana says, Soju fucks you up. We were at our favorite Korean restaurant at a table of about 20. As per our tradition, we kept ordering these small teapots filled with “Soghurt” which is really just soju mixed with a peachy kind of yoghurt. Sounds disgusting but it goes down pretty sweet and you get a whiff of alcohol in the aftertaste. I spent the first half of the evening describing to the guy next to me how evil this drink is. You take the teapot and pour our shots so it’s a great social event and the first shot is always deceptively weak. You can take maybe four to seven shots and only start feeling a slight buzz.

After seven shots, I was in a good place and I was running my mouth to whoever would listen. And then the drinking games started and in short time, another seven shots were working their way down into my stomach.

Dinner ended and I was drunk enough to be tempted by the remaining alcohol in the teapots. I may have snuck in another two shots. Maybe. Sorry. Don’t tell my mother.

The gang wanted to kick on to a club. I had already planned to leave the group so I said my goodbyes and I took my drunk ass home. One of my favorite things about living in downtown Seattle is that I can do shit like this. I don’t like the anxiety associated with “am I ok to drive?” The walk back went surprisingly smooth, I was on auto-pilot so my subconscious navigated whilst my conscious brain focused on walking in a straight line and not looking like a too-easy target for a mugging. I have a feeling that it’s not possible to get mugged here and the biggest danger is the singing hobo that shakes a Starbucks cup full of change.

Home now and the room was spinning. Everything was spinning. I knew one place that wouldn’t spin though. For whatever reason, the bathroom floor is a very stable place. It’s not the most comfortable place but it represents stability to me. Cold hard tiles paired with porcelain things that you embrace like an old friend. My body set to work reversing the poisoning process I put myself through.

  1. Deutlich
    - Sun, 13 Apr 2008

    I’m not sure what it is about the bathroom - but it does seem to be the “hotspot” for moments like this

    At least, according to my BF who freakin’ drinks till she can’t see straight and then sleeps in the bathroom.

    I should start documenting this…

  2. karan
    - Sun, 13 Apr 2008

    Heh, I had the same feeling about muggings in London, despite all evidence to the contrary. Having had soju (though not the yoghurt variety), I still say Limoncello is the more evil one, partially because it’s deceptively sweet.

    One rule you forgot was a glass of water every 5 drinks or so. Doesn’t do much if you’re really intent, but it does force a break and makes you got to the toilet a little more, getting it out of the system.

  3. tiff
    - Sun, 13 Apr 2008

    the nights spent on bathroom floor… sigh. I will avoid soju now thanks. I’m getting too old for all that.

  4. poodlegoose
    - Sun, 13 Apr 2008

    so….yeah…. i’m one of the asians who can’t drink hardly anything before i feel like i’m going to die. yes, it’s awesome, thankyouverymuch (not). and even though i’m korean, i’ll definitely stay away from the soju. thanks for the warning.

  5. V
    - Sun, 13 Apr 2008

    I know what you mean about the walks home. Especially in the summer, when the streets aren’t so empty. Probably shouldn’t get too comfortable though… I have to remind my self that maybe it’s a better idea to not wear headphones while heading home at 2am.

  6. Michael
    - Mon, 14 Apr 2008

    ahh welcome to the land of Tash Bag Jack. It is quite awesome place, allow me to make room for you in the deluxe gutter suite.

  7. nancypearlwannabe
    - Mon, 14 Apr 2008

    Bah. These days I can’t drink more than two glasses of wine without waking up with a headache. Is this what happens when you are closing in on 30?!

  8. Michael
    - Wed, 16 Apr 2008

    ^Yes, book your self a room in a old peoples home right away!

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