haha, I don't normally do this at all during the week, but alas, when the wine came from a wine festival, has sat in the fridge for a week and it's delicious... (tastes almost like a white port)... just gotta have a glass. It's like that.
I probably fall into the legal definition of drunk at the moment- unfortunatly, I type basically the same when drunk as sober (though it takes a lot more thought I must admit, in order to type clearly).
My first drink today was before 11 am though, though I classified it as grape juice mentally to avoid the conviction that I may very well be a truly heavy drinker- I did go to a party with some pals after a good dinner with plenty of delicious wine (that I selected! ) though.
This is one of those confusing "do I love or hate my life?" moments though, I must admit
“Things just happen. What the hell.” -Terry Pratchett