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Your Very Worst Drunk Text Message

DearSugar — Tue, 22 Jan 2008 11:00:00 -0800

The majority of you have fallen victim to the drunk dial, but what about the drunk text? I have to assume that if you're guilty of the drunk dial then you must be plagued with a few drunk texts here and there. It's really just an easier, less direct method of the same thing - next day humiliation. One of my friends even has "No Drunk Texts" as the banner on her cell phone.

I've received tons of jumbled text messages from drunk friends who can't even make out what they've written when I show it to them the next day; it's hard enough to speak clearly when you're in that state let alone type on a two-inch keyboard! So if you've done it, and I'm sure you have, what's the very worst - most embarrassing, rudest, incoherent, hilarious text message that you've sent drunk?

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5 Ways Technology Can Prevent Drunk Dialing

GeekSugar — Mon, 18 May 2009 01:30:48 -0700

Drunk dialing, drunk texting, drunk emailing, drunk blogging - it's all a pretty bad idea. Thankfully, technology is on your side and there are a number of ways your tech can keep you from making margarita-induced communication mistakes.

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Dear Poll: Are You Prone to Drunk Dialing?

DearSugar — Tue, 31 Mar 2009 15:00:00 -0700

When you're crushing on someone, sometimes a little liquid courage is all you need to get things moving in the right direction. But when you reach for the phone after having a few too many, that momentary fearlessness could easily lead to total humiliation the next day. Nowadays we not only have to worry about drunk dialing, but we also need to keep drunk texting and drunk emailing in mind, which could do even more embarrassing damage than a simple missed call.

So even if you didn't fall victim to drunk dialing this weekend, tell me, are you prone to it?

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Alcohol Makes Your Mind Wander, But You Won't Notice

TresSugar — Thu, 07 May 2009 10:00:00 -0700

Anyone who's been tipsy knows it can set your mind a-wandering. What's worse, you may not even notice that it's wandering. Wait, sorry - what was I just saying?

A new University of Pittsburgh study suggests that even small amounts of alcohol can make you zone out without realizing that you're zoning out. In fact, putting back a few may put you in a state of meta-consciousness, where thoughts pass through your head without you fully noticing.

For the study, participants had to read part of War and Peace after consuming alcohol (try that next time you're drunk) and push a button when they caught their minds wandering:

The results revealed that while they were reading the text those who had consumed alcohol were mind-wandering without realizing it about 25 percent of the time - more than double that of those who had not consumed alcohol.

I've definitely been involved in some meandering bar conversations that suggest these finding are true. But it's hardly a laughing matter when talking about high-functioning alcoholics or other problem drinkers. According to psychology professor Michael Sayette, "this 'double-whammy' may explain why alcohol often disrupts efforts to exercise self-control."

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Geek Out: Are You a Victim of Drunk Emailing?

GeekSugar — Wed, 08 Oct 2008 11:00:00 -0700

I really could have used Gmail's new Mail Goggles feature back in college. Not only was I partaking a little more of the alcoholic beverages, but I was also more apt to know the math questions it's supposed to ask you when you try to send an email late at night.

The issues we face, as drinking geeks, are so much harder than our parents' generation. Not only do we have to exercise caution before emailing someone under the influence, there's the danger of drunken texts, Twitters, and the evergreen drunk dial.

My boozy life only really gets as crazy as checking out things like the Beer USB Drive anymore, so entertain me. Have you ever been the sender or recipient of a drunken email? What were the consequences?

Group Therapy: Who Should Call?

Sun, 28 Sep 2008 11:00:00 -0700

My friend and I have been friends on and off for six years. She has dated two guys also on and off for eight years. She dates one and then breaks up with him. The other will be there for her and then they'll date. It goes back and forth like this for months, with each relationship never lasting more than a year. She has moved in with both of them at different times, moving in and out of a house for a total of six times. I was there all six times helping her.

Meanwhile, I dated a guy for four years straight. We broke up almost a year ago. I hit rock bottom, and my friend was never there for me, leaving me to go out of state to see her boyfriend. When I asked her if she could help me move out of my ex's place she asked if I could do it on my own. We went to a baseball game, which I paid for, and she invited her boyfriend at last minute. I got drunk and said some bad things, but I don't know what exactly they were. The next day I texted and said I was sorry. She responded that we needed to talk.

I'm OK with talking about what was said and what I did wrong. It will hurt, but it must be done. I have asked her three times to meet up and talk this out, but each time she says, "Next week. I'll let you know." The game was back in May, its now September. Do I let her call me when she wants to or do I keep trying to arrange a meeting? What should I do?

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John Mayer's Inbox Is Empty

PopSugar — Thu, 18 Sep 2008 16:30:58 -0700

John Mayer stepped out of an NYC hotel with his rolling luggage yesterday. The usually talkative musician has stayed out of the press for the most part since his post-breakup rant to the paparazzi, but that doesn't mean he's keeping his mouth shut. On Tuesday he played a "secret" show at the Mercury Lounge, talking between songs about the lack of connectedness thanks to computers and his drunk vs. sober thoughts. He also checked his BlackBerry and commented, "Who am I kidding? No one calls me anymore. Oh wait, here's a text message from 'device is powering down.'" Thankfully, there was no mention of any breakups this time, but he does sound a little lonely.

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Group Therapy: Am I Overreacting?

Wed, 13 Feb 2008 16:00:00 -0800

I've lived with my boyfriend for a year now. We had some trouble at first and argued a lot, but after a while we got used to living together and the problems resolved themselves. The only nagging issue is when he goes out without me. He goes out saying he'll be gone for lunch, but ends up coming home at 8:30 p.m. drunk. I feel like a whiner for getting so upset about it, but I end up shouting when he doesn't realize that he's upset me. Because I expect him home at a certain time, I'm left waiting around. Sometimes he doesn't even reply to texts.

Last night it happened again. He mentioned going out for a couple of drinks with old school friends to me the night before. He had said that he had the day off so I assumed he'd be seeing them during the day. When I got home from work he wasn't there, and he texted to say he was at the student union. He didn't invite me to come along and when I texted later to ask when he was coming home he said he didn't know. Later he texted saying he might just stay over at his friends. Of course, he told me this before I had time to make plans myself, and I ended up stuck in the flat by myself waiting for groceries to be delivered (that he wanted to order the night before). I asked him to call me, and he still couldn't tell me if he wasn't coming home. We ended up in a fight. He said that it isn't his fault that he doesn't know what the plans are.

Am I being rational here or just controlling?

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Come Story Telling with me!!! The Completed Story

DearSugar — Sun, 02 Sep 2007 10:00:00 -0700

I hope you all enjoyed this new feature as much as I did! Your wild imaginations made for a great story line! To read the completed tale you all helped create, read more

I can't believe it's the end of summer. I am stoked to have a short week and all, but it just seems too early for it to be Labor Day weekend already I should take advantage of the last days of summer before Fall hits considering I haven't completed any of the tasks of my summer to do list: loose ten lbs, dump the boyfriend, take a road trip, and start a book club with my girlfriends so thank god for labor day weekend so I can relax, have a drink or ten and wallow in the end of summer.

It was too late to lose the weight or start a book club by next week, but I definitely had time to lose the loser boyfriend and organize a road trip. I picked up my cell phone. Who should I call first? My soon to be ex-boyfriend or my best friends and potential traveling buddies?

I decided he's wasted too much of my precious time to give up yet another one of my cell phone minutes, so I chose to call the girls instead. We'll discuss our plans over mojitos! If I drunk dial him after nine pm it will be less painful for me emotionally and painless on my wallet!

Hoping to get it over with quickly, I called him from the parking lot at exactly 9:03 pm. He picked up so fast I could barely catch my breath, and in one long run on sentence said "Baby, I'll call you back in five minutes, if you don't hear from me, call the cops, but don't come here, please don't come here!" The line went dead and in my mojito induced stupor I wondered wtf had he gotten himself into now. So, I sent him a text message and say, "I think we should see other people." As I see a hottie across the room . I drop my phone and forget about the loser and whatever he's gotten himself into this time.

It feels like I'm gliding across the room on clouds towards this new guy. His piercing blue eyes seem to be pulling me towards him with some sort of magnetic force.
"Hi." I speak in barely a whisper. I was feeling a little dizzy. Was it the mojitos or his eyes?
"Hi back" he says. "You look like you could use a vacation..."
"Well", I offer, "I like pina coladas, and getting caught in the rain. I'm not into yoga and I have half a brain. I like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape. If you've got a few hours, we'll just make our escape..."
And he says " I want to kiss you all over and over again " And then my boyfriend texts me saying "If I could fly I'd pick you up and take you into the night and show you love like you've never seen.

"Too late, you're history." was my quick reply and then I let Bright Eyes sweep me off my feet with a kiss that made me feel like I was the only woman in the world for him. Not one to normally kiss on the first date, let alone a complete stranger but I felt sexy and audacious.

After our kiss, I winked at him and glided back to my friends, who were in complete shock. "What has gotten into you?!" They exclaimed. "One too many mojitos, I guess." I sighed as I gazed across the room at Mr. Gorgeous. "Well, time to snap back to reality, honey," my friend Jessa said, "Cuz you just made out with the governor's son." "He says he wants to take me on a vacation," I said, not hearing what Jessa said.
"Well, he could certainly afford a nice one." was her reply. "What about Ryan?" She asked. "He's in trouble again. We're over." I said. "I'm thinking of asking this guy if he'll see me again, though, so let's decide where we're going on our trip next weekend."

I look back at my new man and notice he looked timeless; he could have indeed been here from another era - a time when masculinity oozed, and woman swooned! Yes I was indeed eating him up in my mind. Did he notice how completely intoxicated I was? don't burp I tell my self and stand up straight.

He had barbarian strength and held me in his arms easily. His warrior eyes pierced through the thin fabric of my half open blouse and he seen my readiness more and more with each breath I took. Just then, my phone rang. Annoyed, I excused myself and flipped open the phone.
"What is it?!" I huffed out angrily, not looking at the caller ID but knowing it was my boyfriend.
"Hello. This is Officer Belmont. Do you know a Mr. Ryan Williams?"
"Y-yes," I stuttered. "What is this about?"
"Ma'am, I found Mr. Williams cell phone at the scene of the crime, and your number appears multiple times in the call log. What exactly is your relationship to Mr. Williams?"

My heart felt like it slammed to a stop. "I am..well, was his girlfriend. I called him to break up and before I could say a word, he told me he would call me right back and to please not come to where he was. He almost begged me. Then he texted me, and I texted him back telling him it was over. I have been here with my friends for 2 hours" The officer was subdued for the moment and said "Well, OK, but we need to talk to you in person. I will stop by your place tomorrow"

I hung up before remembering I would be going on vacation so, to make sure I was gone since I didn't want to be caught up in another one of my now ex's problems, I saunter right on up to the Governor's son and said "So, you think I need a vacation? How about you take me on one right now?"

"Perfect timing." was his response as he grabbed me by the waist and led me out front. Recognizing his high profile face, the valet quickly retrieve his car. Top down, wind in my face, handsome not-so-stranger by my side, just like that we left the city. As for Ryan: an afterthought, I'll deal with him after I actually enjoy the end of my summer!

Group Therapy: My Coworker Cheated on His Girlfriend With Me

Thu, 05 Jun 2008 03:00:00 -0700

I just started a new job at a video rental store about a month ago. I've met several of the other employees once or twice if they stop in while I'm working, but I'm still getting to know most of them. Last weekend, I was downtown having a couple drinks with some friends when I ran into one of my coworkers. He was alone, so I invited him to hang out with us. We started drinking and ended up getting drunk and dancing the night away. I had a ton of fun.

Things heated up, and we ended up messing around back at my apartment. I'll admit this was a dumb move on both our parts since we work together. As things got more intense, he suddenly stopped everything and said he had a problem. I asked him what the problem was, to which he said, "I have a girlfriend." I flipped out and started screaming at him about what a jerk he was, and how I couldn't believe he didn't tell me he had a girlfriend earlier in the night before things went too far. It ended in a fight and I asked him to leave.

The next day, he text-messaged me apologizing and asked if I was mad. I wrote him back and said that I was upset and felt stupid. And then he asked me if I was going to tell his girlfriend. I was so upset by that comment, I wrote back, "Maybe you should be the one telling your girlfriend!" We haven't spoken since, and we have to work together all next week. I understand that it was stupid to let it go that far with a coworker, but I would appreciate any advice on how to handle the situation now.

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