I was never a beer drunk, though. Beer bores me; to this day, I can't understand why people drink it, much less in some of the quantities they do. No, I was always a hard drinker. Me and the Captain (Sir Morgan, you know) have a long and close friendship, and John Daniels and I have been happy buddies as well (he may be Jack to you, but when you've known him as long as I have, he lets you call him John). And let's not forget good port and tequila. Add in my love of various schnapps, and you get the idea.
Point is, I like to drink. And between my lifelong study of the effects of alcohol on my body and my size, I can put it away like you wouldn't believe. And I did. Oh, I did. I distinctly remember the day I realized what a problem it was becoming, put down the bottle, and didn't have so much as a wine cooler for a year. I'm glad I did, too, it really was out of hand. After that dry period, I allowed myself to drink in moderation again, and in the 9 years since, I can count the number of times I've been fucked-up drunk on one hand.
Since Dianna has been on her seizure meds, though, she cannot drink. This means we don't keep booze around the house. I've long since been out of my hard drinkin' days, but I did like having it around. The upside, though, is that I rarely drink much anymore. Nice part about that is that, when I DO have a bottle around, it takes less than the whole bottle for me to start feeling the effects.
Nice to be able to feel mellow without draining the bottle again.
Luckily, I'm not a "drunk dial" kinda guy. On the other hand, I'm nowhere NEAR that level of inebriation, anyway.