Drunk Blogging!

Okey dokey.
I'm just a wee bit drunk right now, as evidenced by the fact that I just typed the words "okey dokey". (Neither of which are actually words.)
I'm drinking blue raspberry vodka. I drank the first few gulps kinda fast, and it's hitting me like a pumpkin dropped from a 20-story building.
I don't drink that often, so it doesn't take much. Plus I haven't eaten at all today. Don't ask.
As some of you know, I've been in a rotten brokenhearted painful shoot-me-now kind of mood for the past 9 days or so. The actual depressing situation hasn't changed, but I'm starting to be able to cope with it better. This is the first time since that whole thing began, that I've actually drank any alcohol at all, believe it or not.
Wow, I just had to keep trying about 4 times before I could spell the word "alcohol" right.
It is REALLY raining outside. REALLY hard. It's been raining off and on for the past three days, as if I've somehow managed to project my painful mood out into the cosmos.
Bonus! Superpowers!
What I want to know, though, is this: If I can alter the weather by projecting my mood out into the cosmos, why can't I kill people with my mind? Seriously, I'd much rather have THAT superpower. Who do I speak to about this?
I guess that would make me a supervillain, but who the hell cares.
I'm beginning to seriously suspect that evil people have a lot more fun than nice people.
Pardon me while I go refill my drink....

Holy crap, when I got up, there was this AMAZING headrush.
And my lips are numb. And maybe some of my fingers. Not sure about my toes yet, as they seem to have detached themselves and begun spinning in mid-air around my head, not unlike the stars and birds that happen when cartoon characters hit their heads.

I am totally planning on drunk-texting a couple people soon.
I've never done that before. I've received drunk texts but have never sent any.
It's about time I started doing that.
I can cross it off my list of things I wanted to do before I die. Can't remember if it was actually on the list to begin with, but hey. Better safe than sorry.

Dude! Y'wanna know how I just proved I'm a nerd? Do ya? Huh?
I was so amused by my numb lips that I wanted to see what it would be like to play french horn while I was drunk. So I got out my horn and played for a couple minutes.
Bzzzzzzzzzzttttt! Hee! Mozart would be so PROUD!!

I should totally try writing some music when I'm toasted.

I'll leave you all alone now.
BTW, you have NO IDEA how many times I had to stop and fix typos while I was writing this.

Blue raspberry vodka... it's not just for breakfast anymore!
Wait....
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