I'm often drunk. I've done some bad, and also embarassing things in the past. I've learnt from this and now just drink safely in the privacy and solitude of my own home.
The last stupid but pretty cool thing I did was when I was trying out some new brushes and indian ink and accidentally sneezed into the pot of ink, and ended up with a pollock style explosion over the wall and half the ceiling of the kitchen.
There have been embarassing times in the past. Being 'that girl' who cries at parties and often ends up in bed with the token guy who steps up to comfort her. I've been that person to fall off the stool at the pub and have to be dragged from the premises by the bouncers.
I've been the person to get so drunk and get so annoyed with an ex I've made a public display of myself by publicly berating them for being disease infested grotbag bastards.
I've been the drunk who cries at inapropriate times in films. Only the other night I found myself sobbing whilst watching an episode of family guy (Brian meets this [censored]y old woman and they live a happy loving life together in VR headsets before she dies). I'm the drunk who used to get so angry she'd throw bottles at the wall and turn the music up to maximum just to get the neighbours to
shut the hell up with their arguing.
Once I was drunk when I had some electricians over to sort out the wiring in my house and attempted to jump one of them in the spare room as he was hallfway up a ladder. He fled in fear and got his many apprentices to come and finish the job. No man likes the weird drunk girl who's ominously horny. They sense a trap, even if there isnt one.
There's alot more. For a while I was an extremely heavy drinker, and in my old city often went to work drunk simply to keep up the perky happy friendly persona whilst I loathed myself and my very existence.
A change of countries and a new home has calmed me a little since all that, but I still prefer to drink alone. It's safer, for everyone.

Allthough I do admit to getting rather trashed the other night and painting the guinea pigs with UV facepaint and then turning on the blacklights, that was pretty awesome.
I think alot of this stems from how much I despise myself deep down but really dont want to show that. No one likes the self hating emo, people like happy friendly people. Maybe I have a problem but if having a shot or two before I go outdoors each day makes me perky and likeable to the untrained eye, then so be it.