St. Patty's day was yesterday for me...

Made the mistake of ordering a whisky sour with Jack instead of Jameson, sooo not the same...

I can't remember yesterday at all!

I party like a monk.

I spent highschool among drug addicts, drug dealers, alcoholics, STD ridden "rabbits" and soon to be felons. Now, I spend time with people that think getting blackout drunk is "fun"and celebrate certain days just so they have a "legitimate" reason to drink unhealthy amounts of alcohol.

Enjoy your alcoholic beverages. Hopefully, in responsible amounts.

Bleh. I'm just sick of seeing fatal DWIs on the local news.

/party pooper

I party like a minmatar, which means I crack the ac unit in my merc quarters open, and huff the gas until I forget the sting of Amarr laser lashes on my back. When I come to, I'll prolly drink quafe until I puke shiny purple.

You know it! Pissing cheap green beer and everything right now. A whole pitcher to get the same effect as the high grav microbrew I usually drink.

I am of Irish decent by way of Alabama. Distant, but nonetheless.

I'm Irish and I don't party.

What? If your words mean what I think they mean... Well...

Me. Of German, Russian, and Irish descent.

Me. Whose sister can out-drink most men.

Me. To whom alcohol may as well be water....

...can't hang. Yeah.

Never mind that I have seen too many deaths at the hands of alcohol. I have driven by dead bodies sprawled out in the street after DWIs. Old friends have bled out in the street after drunk drivers hit them.

When ever I go out and drive, I have to watch my back due to a systematic failure of our justice system to properly deal with jackass alcoholics who drive while intoxicated.

There may be a time and a place for facetiousness... but that time and place, for me, ain't here. Sorry. I'll probably wake up to a news report about fatal accidents... again.

/annoying seriousness