I always thought of myself as the happy drunk. For the most part, I am, especially in a social setting. As of late I seem to have become the brutally honest drunk. Catch me online after I have had a few and I will tell you what's on my mind. You want my opinion, I'll give you blunt, and we're not talking cigar. Perhaps it's just sort of a funk I'm in. Of course I miss my Kitty. Perhaps it's a bit of PFD from this past weekend. I don't know. So if I reply curtly or seemingly insensitively, I'm sorry. I already kissed and made up with one dear friend who I insulted. Yes, I know that tough love can bite you in the ass. And yes, I should cut down on the booze, but it helps the physical loneliness.
Drunkeness also lowers other inhibitions. I hope those that tuned in last night enjoyed the show. I might have to do a repeat performance. *winks and wags tail*