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[QUOTE=Erenor]Is it bad if I open a bottle of vodka and at the very same instant a lightening bolt crosses my field of vision through the window less than 100 feet away? Especially since it was blue outside less than ten minutes ago? No idea what that is in meters, lads. A football field is 100 yards = 300 feet = approximately 30 meters?[/QUOTE]

Please don't trouble yourself bothering with the Metric system- in England we don't really know what we are doing so we use both metric and Imperial measurements.

@Den- wouldn't we all...

Try this site. It's wonderful. http://www.onlineconversion.com/

it says...

100 feet [international, U.S.] = 0.0063132 league [UK]

HA. booze kicked in. Typing because far hardre. Must type repeatedly to get correct.

Don't, please don't, next it'll be hectares and acres and furlongs- please God NOOOOOO!!!!!

Magrus isn't it a bit early for binging it? If your NY then thats EST timezone making it around half 6 over there across the pond... far too early for my personal tastes.

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[QUOTE=the_limey]Don't, please don't, next it'll be hectares and acres and furlongs- please God NOOOOOO!!!!![/QUOTE]

Actually I was going to request hectares but then I recalled it is infact a measurement of area - how interesting, no?

You crazy brits and your complicated systems... If I finish this glass of drink (#2) that'll be roughly 14 shots or soo of vodka.

Magrus isn't it a bit early for binging it? If your NY then thats EST timezone making it around half 6 over there across the pond... far too early for my personal tastes.

Mmm...did you not factor in the fact the girl I fell in love with that I was told had died this past saturday suddenly contacted me online from Rome with amnesia? I'm drinking so I end up lacking the coordination to walk across town and crush the skull of the bastard who's been claiming to be her boyfriend since she lost her memory and forgot me. If I can't walk without tipping over, I can't spray his vital fluids across the road can I?

[QUOTE=Denethorn]Actually I was going to request hectares but then I recalled it is infact a measurement of area - how interesting, no?[/QUOTE]

No it's feeble- I have enough trouble with inches and feet, without adding archaic terminology into the mix

@Mag- shh, quiet now, more drinky-drinky

I get giggly whilst drunk.

And exteremely cynical it would seem...

Ahh Magrus. Flash of inspiration here on planet Denethorn (damn no lightbulb emoticon).

How about discussing the various moods the mind can take when inebriated for your book? For instance, you are currently in the giggly infantile mood but then we can have pensive moods - where we bleed our hearts of embarassing desires and failures to our closest friends, and then we have inventive mood (as I described last night ) and many, many more. (I'll leave someone else to describe the copulating and sexually frustrated moods).

I'm always cynical, it's a result of near constant abuse during the first 20 years of my life.

As to the sexual frustration. I believe thats been covered with the wanting to kidnap my ex who's currently in Rome and pound her good and hard until her memory comes back, yes? Perhaps her baby brother's sippy cup and her father's pool table and some margarita's would bring back her memory. Or well. Crap. Filter's and board rules clash with drunkenness.

Cynicism is a worthy substitute for wisdom

[QUOTE=Denethorn]Cynicism is a worthy substitute for wisdom[/QUOTE]

I've got both. Intelligence is worthless without the wisdom to apply it correctly. Remember that kiddies. Doesn't matter how smart you, it's how you use what you have that's important. That goes for other things aside from smarts too, if you know what I mean.

I read you loud and clear, buddy. I just got my house zapped by a bolt of lightening and my power went off. Took me half an hour to make sure the house wasn't on fire and to flip the breakers in the basement.

I'm hopeless when it comes to electronics and repairing machines. I'd have sat in the dark, drinking all of my booze before it got warm as the fridge slowly lost it's wonderful coldness.

Decent priorities, my friend. Well done.

*sighs* Even though I'm drunk enough to have the room spinning...you know what feeling when you slowly start to sober up? Even if you're still wickedly drunk? Downing half a bottle that quickly might have been a mistake. Memories are coming back as my liver kicks in processing everything. And screw the phone. Infernal ringing!

I hate that sobering up feeling. I like the falling asleep feeling better.

Yeah, the girl emailed me and woke me up. Definately has no recollection and the boy plays not knowing me and that they've been together for quite some time. Wonderful. Maybe I'll write a book on this and become rich and famous and get twisted for the rest of my life eh?

Hell, if you want someone to write it all down for you so you can just spill out the stories while downing hard alcohol, sign me up. It'd make quite a book. Nobody would believe it all, but it'd sell. $$$ = better booze, my friend.

Heh, so true. My history with women alone would make quite the book. Especially going into Pattie, Cassie, and this one. I'm not sure I could go through bringing all of those memories back with enough detail to write them all down. Some truly messed up things have happened in my short life.

Oh, I should have been knocked out still. Nope, woke up drunk and dehydrated after only a 2 hours nap.