Alright... Aussie, Bluebie, Nix... see, I'm carrying through my end of the bargain. 😉
*glowers at Seraphim*
The most prominent memory in my mind is the first time I got *really* drunk. We were watching Star Wars Episode II: The Attack of the Clones. I don't remember what I had to drink, although my husband did make a most VILE concoction involving Jack Daniels and some kind of Mexican soda that I did end up drinking. It all went downhill from there.
My vision started to get a little blurry and I decided the scene on Naboo with the cows was very bright. I also decided I needed to start talking (yes, I"m a talkative drunk). As Anakin was tackling a cow, I immediately began dissing his sexual prowess. I then decided that I had had enough of watching this (about the time Jango was flying through the asteroid field with Obi-Wan chasing him, for those who care) and decided I wanted to go to bed. I also decided I needed to go to the bathroom.
Well, I bumped into the shower and did a doubletake and said "Why, hello there, old friend! I've missed you!" I apologized to bumping into it and for not noticing it.
Then Seraphim successfully got me into bed and left me there for a few moments. I noticed this big white pillow on the end of the bed and went over to it and started talking to it, calling it Obi-Wan. I started telling "Obi-Wan" what he should do to defeat Jango and how he should go about it and took it upon myself to warn him that Anakin was going to turn evil, though warned him that that was a spoiler. I then heard Seraphim coming back so I told him he had to go because Wesley (yes, Wesley from Angel) was coming.
I immediately asked Seraphim in an accusatory manner whether he was Wesley and he finally convinced me that he was, and I was satisfied. I thereupon immediately informed him of the rest of the plot of Attack of the Clones since we weren't finishing it and made sure to point out all the parts that were spoilers. He joined me in bed, where I continued to talk for quite some time.
Some highlights of my ramblings include:
-Declaring that blue hair makes you a god
-Creating a plan for Ambassador Kosh in Babylon 5 to escape assassination by going on vacation
-Declaring that Seraphim was a Democrat because he wanted me to say the alphabet backwards
-Confusing Russell T. Davies and Stephen Moffat to my everlasting dismay, discussing the Doctor and declaring I liked Moffat better than "the other dude" when what I had actually meant was that I liked Davies better 😛
Now, the Doctor Who occurred when I was explaining to Seraphim about what I had drunk, which included rum, and said that Captain Jack would like it. I clarified I meant the Sparrow kind, not the time traveling kind who didn't die. I then explained why he didn't die by recounting Rose's looking into the TARDIS, declared Jack might be the Face of Boe, and said you didn't know if he was or not, but it was implied he might be.
Those are the most memorable parts of that drunken escapade.
More recently, I decided Seraphim was very upset at me and didn't want me to sleep with him, so I stumbled to the couch. I woke up at about 5 the next morning, on the couch and wondering why I was there, and why my knees hurt (I'd obviously stumbled into things on my way to the couch) and went back to bed. I woke up every half hour for about 3 hours afterward and drank a ton of water. 😛
There. That should satisfy y'all for now. 😉
