Did you ever wake up thinking Christ what happened last night?

LETHAL LADY

I didn't :P

One eyed Jack

FAR too often!!

TheLastMohican

Never. My short term memory is completely shot. What was that again?

Bongalongherb

At least 3 times a week unfortunately. For instance, I walked into the newsagents/a small shop earlier this morning and there was an Indian guy at the register, I asked him for two packets of rizla papers and he said €1.40 but I gave him 3 euro, the guy handed me back 1 euro and change and looked at me as if I was a foreigner.

fleet_admiral

I wake up like this 8 days a week

Jim Bob Scratcher

Only if I've been at those nasty spirits..

recylingbin

If Christ had been beside me when I woke up, I might have.

Mint Sauce

Ask me again in about 6-8 hours.

Bongalongherb

The Fear is a terrible feeling after a two day binge... as close as you can get to real death. Never ever ever ever ever do a 2 day drinking binge ever. And christ I woke up looking for said divine person or even an alien from a ufo to save me, but Those hallucinations were no help. What happened last night ? you have no fcuking idea.

The Fear... AKA-when all serotonin is drained from your pineal gland. The cure is loads of Figs, fig-rolls are good but they take quite some time to accumulate enough serotonin to make the normal happy feeling come back. The fear is a poor human weakness of which the brain cannot compensate for in a timely manner.

Never fear the fear, that's some challenge.

recylingbin

2 day? Pfffffffft. Lightweight.

Bongalongherb

I must be so. Well I'm blown away by that comment, serious stuff. Thank the alcohol I'm a lightweight as I thought I was over doing it.

Arghus

More often it's a fear of, Christ, what's going to happen today?

Oranage2

Arghus wrote: »

More often it's a fear of, Christ, what's going to happen today?

This. Look at phone, see many unread messages, "oh sh!t", turn off phone and throw it across the room, pull blankets over head and tell yourself everything is okay under this blanket.

Mehaffey1

Last Saturday I woke up not panicking about what happened the night before but actually where the hell was I. Not the first time either lol

DEFTLEFTHAND

Happens too often, I've done nasty things whilst under the influence but I fcuking pay for it when sober with remorse and regret.

Sometimes I wish I was born a sociopath. I could just fcuk with people or make things even and not have to feel a bloody thing about it. God dam feels.

Graces7

Why do it?

Sunnyisland

Yea many times, but I used to get out of the dreading day ahead by blaming everyone and everything else on the incident,so it was grand like.

donegaLroad

Bongalongherb wrote: »

The Fear is a terrible feeling after a two day binge... as close as you can get to real death. Never ever ever ever ever do a 2 day drinking binge ever. And christ I woke up looking for said divine person or even an alien from a ufo to save me, but Those hallucinations were no help. What happened last night ? you have no fcuking idea.

The Fear... AKA-when all serotonin is drained from your pineal gland. The cure is loads of Figs, fig-rolls are good but they take quite some time to accumulate enough serotonin to make the normal happy feeling come back. The fear is a poor human weakness of which the brain cannot compensate for in a timely manner.

Never fear the fear, that's some challenge.

I think this is why Xanax is now the drug of choice for putting one's head in a better place after a Leo-Sayer.

turnikett1

Several times, always a result of being under the influence... I lost a very good female friend because I tried to get into her pants (literally) while we shared a bed while I was off my head. I miss her I'm filled with cringe and an overwhelming sense of idiocy and embarassment when I remember that night (which unfortunately is often!)

Whitewinged

When oh and I were on holiday in crete one year, i think we were about 25 at the time, there were a few irish people who had kind of grouped together and were of all different ages. We would sometimes have a drink with them at the bar.

One woman, Mary who was holidaying on her own was about 60-65. She was very conservative, reminded me of the charachter Edna Birch from Emmerdale but she always got really pissed and it seemed that she was drinking quite a bit in her room before going to the bar.

On our last night, we all arranged to go for a meal. So we met at the bar and Mary was already seriously drunk. She was staggering a bit and we were all worried that she was going fall. She barely said anything though.

Sitting at the meal and Mary hadn't said a word and seemed to be sleeping. We continued chatting and waiting for our meal to come out. For a minute there was an awkward silence, and with that Mary woke up and proclaimed out of nowhere "Well did you ever wake up next to him, and he turns around looks at you and says to you, who the Fcuk are you" and then she went back to sleep

CruelCoin

In college all the time.

I was in boarding school and went from that stricture to total freedom overnight.

I lost my head and the first two months were a drunken blur. I have not one single solid memory from that period.

I've been tipsy many times since, but i have never been drunk since.

Bongalongherb

Pissed, but redacted.

Bongalongherb

donegaLroad wrote: »

I think this is why Xanax is now the drug of choice for putting one's head in a better place after a Leo-Sayer.

It's amazing that one drug can sort of heal a problem but in its main workstation as an effect creates many altercations and effects in the human mind and body... The side-effects seem to be too many, what is the point in making a drug that can barely fix a problem in the mind and of which has never-ending side-affects.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iWlUdfaOX9c

And death, fascinating what the www can bring to us all.give me one now.

Mesrine65

I don't suffer from hangovers or 'the fear', blackouts occasionally when I've seriously dogged it...but sure that's just the mind protecting you from your evil doings Mr. Hyde :eek:

hairyslug

The last time I was out drinking I woke up the next morning, had no memory of the previous night, realised it was no way for someone of my age to act. It was a sad sad day

ItsShane

Never. Unfortunately I have this disease where I remember absolutely everything about the night before no matter how drunk I get.
Has its' advantages at times, but more often than not I'd just like to forget certain things.

Bongalongherb

Mesrine65 wrote: »

I don't suffer from hangovers or 'the fear', blackouts occasionally when I've seriously dogged it...but sure that's just the mind protecting you from your evil doings Mr. Hyde :eek:

You have a gift. Maybe a strong intellectual mind in being able to not have a hangover

Menas

Used to be the case that a good night had to involve a blackout, wondering what on earth happened and where am I....n

Littlehorny

Ah its all part of growing up and being an Irish pisshead, as long as no one gets hurt and if they do you have the good grace to appologise after. The problem's begin when you drink too much too often or you become too obnoxous on the drink.
As the saying goes no great story ever started with the line "last night we had this amazing salad".

Mesrine65

Littlehorny wrote: »

The problem's begin when you drink too much too often or you become too obnoxous on the drink.

This...

Thank the gods I've always been a happy drunk.

I can usually be found singing merrily, laughing loudly or sleeping soundly in a dark corner :pac::pac::pac:

MilesMorales1

I somehow ended up carrying three people home last night, cos they were so drunk, practically catatonic. Being the sober one is ****.

ArnoldJRimmer

I have an automatic self preservation mechanism. Not sure how it works, but when I reach a certain level of drunkenness, I just walk out (usually without telling anyone) and get in a cab. Its almost involuntary where I'm being pulled towards the door before I can say/ do anything too ridiculous. The only hazy part comes when I wake up on the couch with half of the contents of a burger down my shirt. So taxi drivers and the staff in the local McDonalds are the only people who see me at my worst

Graces7

Reading this thread would be enough to put anyone off drinking for life frankly.. killing brain cells off fast out there you are..and the cost...:eek:

Graces7

Bongalongherb wrote: »

It's amazing that one drug can sort of heal a problem but in its main workstation as an effect creates many altercations and effects in the human mind and body... The side-effects seem to be too many, what is the point in making a drug that can barely fix a problem in the mind and of which has never-ending side-affects.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iWlUdfaOX9c

And death, fascinating what the www can bring to us all.give me one now.

Also like all the benzos. highly addictive ... and very ,very hard to get off. Trust me on that..

Hammer89

I'm drinking tonight for the first time since Christmas so I'll be having one of these thoughts tomorrow morning I should imagine.

Bongalongherb

Graces7 wrote: »

Also like all the benzos. highly addictive ... and very ,very hard to get off. Trust me on that..

I understand the catch 22 with these drugs. Take the dose down very slowly over 2 months would be a way to release folk from them, but it is not that easy because when the feeling of the drug is slowly leaving a person it is then they feel vulnerable because the so-called normal feeling from the drug is dissipating from the mind and body and will have with-drawls on a major scale for some folk.

Professional engagement with their doctor/or such is paramount, and I mean that big-time. They know the road.

Smidge

Whitewinged wrote: »

When oh and I were on holiday in crete one year, i think we were about 25 at the time, there were a few irish people who had kind of grouped together and were of all different ages. We would sometimes have a drink with them at the bar.

One woman, Mary who was holidaying on her own was about 60-65. She was very conservative, reminded me of the charachter Edna Birch from Emmerdale but she always got really pissed and it seemed that she was drinking quite a bit in her room before going to the bar.

On our last night, we all arranged to go for a meal. So we met at the bar and Mary was already seriously drunk. She was staggering a bit and we were all worried that she was going fall. She barely said anything though.

Sitting at the meal and Mary hadn't said a word and seemed to be sleeping. We continued chatting and waiting for our meal to come out. For a minute there was an awkward silence, and with that Mary woke up and proclaimed out of nowhere "Well did you ever wake up next to him, and he turns around looks at you and says to you, who the Fcuk are you" and then she went back to sleep

That actually made me laugh out loud